Here’s my contribution to the Daily Prompt…for the first time.
I am impatient, I know this. For some things in my life, I fume and yearn, I struggle and strain. And I burn.
I strive towards my desired goal, straining at any harness, any obstacle in my way. I curse, loudly and often, when impeded.
Some call this ambition, some greed. Some merely call it impatience or impetuousness.
I call it passion.
It drives me as an artist, pushing me to seek higher forms in my creativity. It goads me into taking chances with the medium I use. And, sometimes it works.
Sometimes it fails.
It seduces me in my life, luring me into taking chances with relationships, knowing full well the cost I’ll end up paying. I cannot shake the siren’s song…the possibility of heart’s warmth, of that overwhelming emotion…the hope for love, I seek the heat, the spark, the flash.
Sometimes this passion for experience, this yearning towards the light ahead…
Lures me into the flames.
And I burn.
There is pain, pain I’ve felt many times before, pain I will feel again. Even though life has sought to teach me caution, I cannot ignore the flames.
And I burn.
And as the ashes settle into new forms, dusty & forgotten by those around-
I rise again.
Because I’m a fucking phoenix.
I live to burn.
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