Heat

Shining down,
reflecting up.
I am in the middle,
sizzling on the outside, cooked to the core.
Wishing to be submerged,
floating under the surface.
Breathe, breathe,
lungs on fire.
Just stop,
don't move,
it will pass.

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Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter

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