The Essence Of Who I Am

I always liked the cold better then the hot

Because at least when you freeze to death your own body decides to shut down

Your own fingers will fall off without you even noticing

But when you burn your body feels everything until it has destroyed every nerve

It’s like the sun wants you to feel its power, its mighty force

It wants to remind us that without it we would be dead

It taunts us the way it dances

The sun would rather you feel its every move across your skin and crawl inside your throat until you dry out

The fire takes away everything that makes you human

When you freeze you can always unfreeze

The cold knows you don’t need it

It whispers its secrets in your ear and tells you to close your eyes

It just holds you in its arms and lays you into the afterearth