Ignus Fortudus
(Fool’s Fire)

I was once a slave to the Ignus Fortudus,
That inexorable drug,
That temporary happiness,
That quick fix.

Little by little, bit by bit, it destroyed me,
I was consumed by it,
I was blinded by it,
I was dependent on it.

I finally escaped the tightening grip,
But there is nothing left.

A burnt out shell,
The remains of what was once a pure human being.

Tarnished.

Another victim of the Fool’s Fire