Firestarter
Night snuck up on me
but I always knew
I could start a fire
except this time
all the tinders
seemed to be wet
and my matches were
very few
Tears sprung to my eyes
because the one thing
I thought I could do
failed me
when failure wasn't an option
you found me
and somehow found a light switch
and flooded the room with bright light
and kicked on the heat
from a large furnace
I had no idea was there
you tucked me in
brought me warm milk sweetened with a spoon of sugar
and crawled in beside me
I rested my head on your chest
frightened tears subsiding
deadly illusion dispelled
replaced by confusion
my clear sight
traded for gratitude
of just how wrong I can be
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