Fire

Once again the anger arises.

All it takes is one more step.

She lets the burning match contact her skin.

As she feels the pain of her burning flesh,

Immense relief flows over her.

Regretfully, she turns off the match.

She walks out of the bathroom with a fake smile plastered on her face.

No one notices what she has, purposely, done.

They ask her about that yellowish scar on her skin,

But she just laughs and acts like it was an accident.