I long to feel alive,
Yet people say that the day you stop feeling is the day you die,
In which case I definitely do not feel dead.
Because I do feel.
My feelings are an abandoned forest fire,
They just keep burning, and burning
Till there is nothing left but the ashes of what was once happiness.
My feelings are gasoline.
My thoughts are the match,
And my PTSD is the force that strikes it.
-Sapphire’Oceane aged 14