Poetry

Willingly

Written by Jacob Ibrag

I reached for the flames, willingly. I

knew the repercussions and reached anyway.

Third degree burns through the layer of my skin.

Third degree burns feel different than I imagined. I

scream at first and live through the pain. I clasp

my hands and marry my own existence.


Photo by Feliphe Schiarolli


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5 comments on “Willingly

  1. Wow that defines what majority of us do. We reach foe the flames knowing the consequences.

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  2. Beautiful. This is a great piece. Lots to take away here..

    Liked by 2 people

  3. An all too familiar experience.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Sometimes, you need to experience through an immense sort of pain, in order, to feel alive!

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