I knew that I was dying.
something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become as them, accept.
then something else in me said, no, save the tiniest bit.
it needn’t be much, just a spark.
a spark can set a whole forest on fire.
just a spark.
save it.
— Charles Bukowski (via hymntohope)
(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via marenoite)
