Fire

Fire that settles upon me. Sitting inside skin and weighing hard on bones. The weakness that comes with it. Oh how I yearn for a day without.

Soon.

Yet today I watch movie over movie in a darkened room. Trials of not even wanting to move for sake of burn. Is there a name?

No. Face, hands, legs swell to stretching skin amounts. Then skin itches and burns as though I have lava trapped inside of me.

Still all I can do is endure. Relax and try to not get overly excited about anything. Maybe all will be better tomorrow or more tolerable.

Take a long nap perhaps or even just relax. I should have listened to my tired soul days ago yet it made me think less of other things.

Now watching a movie from my teenage years. So long ago. Just laughing at the way people acted, certainly I did too.

Still praying and hoping temp and stretching ends soon. The ability to walk without a downfall. A graceful step not that of a stumbling one.

One can hope right?