Rush

A fire! Burning slowly in the pit of my stomach, where flame-proof butterflies are swarming around, desperate to find an escape. The heat rises and burns red, branding my face with alarming emotion. That first firefly spark that sets all your senses alive, is the first step towards a numb death in your mind. All is lost! You cannot fight nature, this natural fire consumes your mind, body and soul with one slight change in the wind. Remembering the burnt leaves flying and twirling and dancing around your being, distorting your view and sense of direction but breathing in and out the smell of contentment. The rise and fall of their chest as you see them, and the butterflies desperation to get beside them too amazes you, it's too much for your circuit board. The current of electricity running through your veins isn't fast enough and you hear the explosions in your ears.