Watch it Burn 

Light the match.

Fan the flames.

Watch it burn….

 

That girl you used to be.

The weakness soaked in excuses.

The regrets that have paralyzed.

The fear you’ve danced with too long.

The demons that wrestle against your resolve.

The bridges that keep you shackled,

To a place that no longer knows your name.

 

Light the match.

Fan the flames.

Watch it burn.

 

And rise.

 

cswhitlow

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