My fire

Fire burns up and down my body.
I can feel it engulfing me.
I am the fire.
It is pulsing from me like a heartbeat,soft yet erratic.
I have the power to destroy yet heal if I can figure out how.
This fire is dangerous as all are but it is mine,will that make the difference?
I can feel the air melting away as I use this power.
It is unstable.
I can't control it and before I know it the area I am in is covered in ashes.
I have the power to heal,to love but all I do is destroy.
Nothing good ever comes from me.
Then I notice a spark that is harmless.
It is teasing,playful and lovable.
It is not full of malice,it is good.
I grin and use my power to bring others closer instead of pushing them away.
It works and my fire is in check now.
We all have the fire in us to heal and love but with this power we can also destroy.
It is up to us to use it the right way.