Either Beautiful or Brutal.
Everything is burning. I reach in,desperate, but the fire isn't kind. Itdoesn't just take-it devours. Skinbubbles, splits, slides off like meltedwax. The stench of cooking flesh clingsto me, thicker than the smoke. Myfingers fuse, my face drips, my bonespeek through the ruin.
Now, they won't look at me. Not out offear. Out of nausea.
Mirrors? They don't show me anymore.Just something raw, something ruined-something that should have stayed in the fire.
( It can take upto years, sometimes you die trying but you provided something to society. Right? )
Everything is burning. I reach in,desperate, but the fire isn't kind. Itdoesn't just take-it devours. Skinbubbles, splits, slides off like meltedwax. The stench of cooking flesh clingsto me, thicker than the smoke. Myfingers fuse, my face drips, my bonespeek through the ruin.
Now, they won't look at me. Not out offear. Out of nausea.
Mirrors? They don't show me anymore.Just something raw, something ruined-something that should have stayed in the fire.
( It can take upto years, sometimes you die trying but you provided something to society. Right? )