every day they feed the fire <br />the fire inside of me <br />that will burn my soul <br />and i will die <br />b/c they fed the fire <br />they call me names <br />mock me <br />and worse of all <br />make fun of my freinds <br />when they do this <br />the fire grows <br />burning my insides <br />starting with my toes <br />it gets bigger <br />then goes to my liver stomoch and lungs <br />then finally my heart <br />then im gone <br />some will cry and feel bad <br />some will laugh and say im psycho <br />the ones that laugh <br />will move on <br />and build a fire <br />an kill someone else <br /> <br />2-21-05<br /><br />Bekie Carroll<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fire/
