Playing With Fire

The monster inside me

Fathiyah Zb


Photo by Vadim Sadovski on Unsplash

My mind is puissance than my soul,
it flows like water in a creek.
I couldn’t find a way to tame my mind,
the negative thoughts are gasoline to my bonfire,
after a while, it’s become an uncontrollable flame.

The bonfire contorts into a monster,
the smoke suffocates my breath;
but I’m still standing in front of the bonfire.

Staring at the beast that I created;
for once, I wish my thoughts are my best friends;
but they chose to be my enemies.

stop, I said to myself;
and still, my mind said keep going.