Burning Sky

The sky was on fire tonight,
burning casually against
the horizon.

And my heart was on fire too,
burning slowly in my chest,
reminding me that I'm
alive.

I wonder if the sky felt as
uncomfortable as I did.

Or if it felt like
folding up on itself,
being as small as possible
as to make itself feel
less.

But I suppose not.

After all, it is just a sky.