Desperate for a Desperate Heart

My fire is dying.
The toxic smoke
    smothering.
Numbing.

To love is to be vulnerable.
To come alive is to know sacrifice.

Light my soul on fire.
Burn these things I cling to,
   teach me to let go
to sacrifice
and then set it ablaze

So I can run,
   so I can feel
   so I can keep fighting.

You are the source of my flame,
   do not let it die.