Treasure Island

Soren Valentine


Blizzard Of Fire


So many days laying in wait.
So many days crying in vain.
Married to this cold forest,
It burns like fire within my core.
I'm stuck here with People,
stuck in places long wandered.
Waiting, waiting to be sundered,
and shield myself from this blizzard of fire.

Submitted: Monday, August 06, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, August 07, 2012

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  • Thomas A Robinson (3/14/2013 11:02:00 AM)

    I have been in the swirling snows of a blizzard. It blinds you, disorients you, the cold stings and burns your skin.
    I have been in the midst of a wildfire. It swirls and pulls at you and trys to suck you into the flames. The heat is unbearable and it burns and stings and suffocates you.
    So being caught in a blizzard of fire gives me goose bumps because to it it would be overwhelming in my imahination. Your pain so described to me is vivid indeed. (Report) Reply

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