My skin caught on fire at the flick of your wrist. 

The match igniting my weak flesh. 

You stare into my eyes as the flame creeps up my legs. 

It reaches my abdomen, rising quickly.

But it stops. 

I close my eyes and feel the flame evaporating.

With a shaky breath, I harness the fire. 

And I can feel it hiding deep inside me.

I am able to look at you with a brave face.

Your eyes look so unforgiving. 

But I can hold back my tears as I stare back at you.I can prove that I'm strong, despite the burning flames.