Where do I start?

Don’t think, let the feeling take over.

Inside its ripe.

And ready for take off.

Anger blazes within its eyeball.

Heat grazes from its skin.

My skin.

Vanishes..

I no longer have control of my temperature.

Thoughts flying a mile a minute.

They look like sideshow’s from a silent movie.

10 times faster, racing forward just like a Jaguar.

No emergency stop button in sight.

Its breath taste like coals, flowing red…breathtakingly beautiful.

See this dragon is built of lava.

And it sits inside of me.

Waiting to attack.

Burning away my organs,my heart….engulfing my lungs.

Turning me into ash.

How could anyone love me?

My pulse stops racing.

Overturning my mind..

The only thing that matters is my family.

If I let this disease take over me….

No

NoNo

I won’t allow that to be an option.

A battle of the fittest?

Human against Dragon.

Inside of my belly it lays.

Hungry.

It wants to destroy me.

Taste me.

Take from me.

And then the prophets say “You have nothing to fear”

Prayer is the epitome of fear.

Do you hear me “o God do you?”

Yes…

Then take this anger away from me.

I’m tired of the pain…death…sorrow…sadness.

I don’t want to wait.

no

Will I cross over pure?

Focus.

I cant

The Dragon is ready.

Prepared.

Hot.

Brothered

Take off…