Searching for the Fire

  

My fire is faltering,

My soul smouldering

But into a failing haze

Not a bright flagrant blaze

Foggy eyes despite the light

Tear-blurred vision,

A faltering will to fight,

No choice, no decision

The bells chime

As the cage door unseals;

It's time for the mountain climb

But there I stand; from progress I reel.

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Darkness soothes me,

But not this kind,

For there are two.

I'm stuck in stale darkness,

Not fluid and free

I need air

To blow me away

I need fire

To burn it all into oblivion

To keep me warm

Amidst sight-blurring change

I need…

To become me once again.