Once upon a time
I met this boy,
I’ve known for a long time now.
whose brain was on fire.
not literally, of course,
but it certainly felt like it was;
like his head was full of smoke
and he couldn’t think straight
and nothing could put the fire out –
there was never enough water,
he could never reach an extinguisher,
an old rag couldn’t beat the flames down.
he tried putting it out himself –
crying enough to douse the flames
or drowning himself with liquid
and let the smoke escape though.
he tried letting others put the fire out –
but he could never get close enough to anyone
in fear of burning them too.
once upon a time
I met this boy
And he was the sweetest boy you would ever meet,
so full of passion and love
and color – he was so colorful;
the flames that danced around inside of him sometimes went through every hue of the rainbow
the inside of his mind
was an interesting place;
because his fire made him different from the rest,
In a special way, he stood out in a crowd of greyscale faces
for he was illuminated
and on those days,
he just didn’t realize
that the width of his smile
was enough to let the smoke out
and put out the fire off my head.