Fire Queen

By Tara Nicole Walker

Wednesday, May 29, 2002

Fire burning inside of my soul,

Never knowing just when my time will come.

Not caring who is in my way, as a whole.

Doing what I do best – which is run.

I can face the wall of fire,

That is rising here before me.

I close my eyes and something lifts me higher,

Than I have ever been or could ever be.

I can do more for myself,

Than just simply put up with this inferno –

Than simply watch it burn –

Consuming every defense I have –

When will I ever learn?

Watch it liquidate my beliefs –

My morals –

The heat –

My spirit recoils –

Flames engulf my body –

My arms begin to raise up to the sky.

Steam swirls around me in a scorching breeze –

I've run so long but now I must try.

Licking flames slapping at my physical figure –

My mental body –

My emotional state –

My spiritual grounding almost becoming cloudy.

Not much I can do –

But bear the heat –

It has to end soon –

Or leave me scorching in the street.

It's not a fight –

It's a battle to see how long I can take –

The heat –

The fire –

Inside and out –

Blisters forming under my feet –

Lifting my arms higher –

Clenching my jaw refusing to make a sound or shout.

Doing what I do best –

I leave behind.

I no longer run –

Trying to make the inferno fade out of sight.

I now stand alone –

With no one but Me.

But Me is all I need –

That fact this wall has shown.

A wall of fire inside of my soul –

Before my eyes –

It is so cold –

But sears my eyes.

I don't have to win –

I don't have to lose.

Standing up is not a sin –

It's simply what I choose.

Engulfed in flames –

Searing my flesh –

It may seem insane –

But it's the only way I can express –

In a way you can understand –

I don't need to hold your hand –

On my own I can fly –

Into the sky –

With the heat or without –

I need not choose another rout.

I've made my decision.

I will not move.

Arms raised above me,

It might end soon.

I refuse to shout –

Refuse to cry –

Me is all I need –

To my fears I am no longer shy.

Back away from me –

As I become the queen of fire –

I am it's sire –

I rule it's world –

As flames around me are unfurled.

Unbearable heat becomes bearable –

What once scared me is not so terrible.

Blisters form on my skin –

This is just where I begin.

It may be Hell –

But that is just what I deal with inside of this shell.

I can make it –

No matter how much shit.

Me myself and I –

The queen of fire – I tell no lie.

The burning inside of me.

That blistering steam.

Both of those I own.

They belong to me.