I could only burn. Igniting myself from the inside –
swallowing celestial bursts of fire; I bled amber flames,
smoke seeped from my pores as flames lubricated my soul,
choking on silent fumes I was gradually turning to ash,
and when the time came I would fracture, and blacken;
fading into the wind, to drift straight into his eyes,
blinding him with the destruction I could no longer conceal.