She sat in her room with tears flowing down.

There was a fire within her.

Deep down, the fire brewed

Her challenge was to put out the fire one step at a time.

Time, she felt, was closing in on her.

The brewing of the fire kept growing hotter.

The flames of the fire challenge her in a way nothing else could.

She couldn’t figure out how to not let the fire control her.

If she could control the flames, then she could

She sat in her room with tears flowing down.

There was a fire within her.

Deep down, the fire brewed

Her challenge was to put out the fire one step at a time.

Time, she felt, was closing in on her.

The tears she thought would extinguish the fire.

The fire only grows hotter from the tears.

Tears that were never seen by others.

Others only saw her as a person who empowered her challenges.

Empowering her challenges was something she felt that she wasn’t

She sat in her room with tears flowing down.

There was a fire within her.

Deep down, the fire brewed

Her challenge was to put out the fire one step at a time.

Time, she felt, was closing in on her.

The fire was the most challenging thing she had to do 

She didn’t know where she would get the energy to control the fire.

The energy she would use to put out the fire would come at a price.

 The price was that the more she resisted the fire, the more energy she would use.

 If only she could make herself succumb to the fire.

Life was more of a challenge to her because she tried to control the fire.

She sat in her room with tears flowing down.

There was a fire within her that she was the only one that could control

Controlling the fires was a battle she had fought since day one.

One step at a time, she would have put the fire out.

With each step, she challenges the fire.