The spark burns bright inside,
Lit from the friction caused by difficulties,
The flames emerged in ember to light,
The darkness around the bottom,
Where the will and hopes decided to wallow,
Where the words come to live after they’re swallowed,
Now they burn along with the fire creating new desire,
New dreams and ambitions to build the ladder,
Out of this self inflicted pit filled with coldness,
The burn now provides light and heat,
But one wonders, the fire consumes its host,
In order to live and grow into whatever form,
As the sparks new host, are these fiery embers,
Here to help me escape from my predicament of darkness,
Or will burn and turn me into ashes,
Making me source of light and energy,
For the others and outer world to expend,
And exploit my newfound spark for their purpose,
Leaving me in my hole and exhausting me whole.