It looks so beautiful burning…
Fire is eating it,
Helplessly it burns
And folds into itself.
I'm sure if it was alive,
It wouldn't be thinking about the pain-
It wouldn't think period.
That is what I think as I sit and observe the object enflamed.
My mind wanders off…
A smile spreads across my face and my eyes widen
As I imagine myself taking its place in the flames:
I want to be eaten,
I want my body to blacken
So it matches my appearance on the inside…
I want to be helpless and fold into myself.
I look so beautiful burning.