Afraid of the Fire

She walked away from the fire

It was all too familiar and hot

No matter the warmth it provided

She went to find her afghan instead.

Those standing around the wood burner

Questioned her place in the cold

They didn’t know of the scars

On her feet to the back of her head.

So she shivered in the night air

Ignoring the invites to come

Although they all looked comfy

She knew too well what fire could do.

Now there was no more afghan

Since someone else took it from her

She knew that she could get closer

But it scared her just being in view.

So when you see someone shivering

And wonder why they don’t join in

Some things are harder for others

That make perfect sense to you.


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