It felt like fire and rain
A combination of all the wrong things that somehow made it right
It was like walking on wet pavement
Some steps felt warm to the touch, like I was walking on the clouds
But other steps were burning hot, and I wished I hadn’t taken them
I never knew what the steps would feel like…
But I always took the chance anyway
What should I make of it?
How could I change it?
I wanted to walk on the clouds all the time,
But that wasn’t reality
And reality hit hard,
So the soles of my feet continued to burn.
