why is it that i'm always wavering in between fire and ice and when the fire rages through my veins i can't find the ice i need to douse it and when i feel like ice all the fire in the well wouldn't know how to unfreeze this mess of glaciers.
maybe its the heat and the cold fighting inside of my head like armageddon. i wish i knew who to pick to win because i am so tired of feeling like i'm going to burst into flames one minute and shatter into a million pieces of ice the next. i am so tired of trying how to be an in between when being an extreme is something i knew best and maybe after i char all my bones to ash, it'll choke my lungs as the ice creeps vine around my heart sending a signal to my body to learn how not to respond - because you have nothing inside of you anyway.
maybe i'll learn how to keep it from hurting one day but till then some parts of the battle have to go on.
- dina xx
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