Oxygen

OXYGEN

 I fill my lungs with fire,
 and my soul with air.
 Free in my cage of ether,
 I gather my breath anew,
 and fill myself with the breeze.

 So sweet,

 I burn,
 I draw myself in.

 Reborn
 through the simple act of breathing,
 pure oxygen,
 only to burn away,
 slowly, and drift off
 upon that liberating breeze,
 within the oxygen that bursts into flame.

Inside this burning body,
I oxidize without end,
I dissolve.

It is time

to leave.