A deep burn, 

An ember in my chest.

You left me, a witch on a stake,

Crackling.

An ember in my chest,

a boiling river, a waterfall of steam.

Crackling

The rage suits me.

A boiling river, a waterfall of steam.

My hair has turned to flame. 

The rage suits me.

A woman scorned, a fire born.

My hair has turned to flame.

You left me, a witch on a stake.

A woman scorned, a fire born.

A deep burn.