Cold,
So cold.
So cold.
Flames fill the night,
Yet I am so cold.
Sound of emergency
Screaming in the distance
Eager to end inferno,
As I wait in the cold
Remembering without regret.
State of shock?
Perhaps…
Cold as ice,
Knowing matches
Ended abuse.
Burning home
That held no warmth
Opinions denied
Unjustified
By anger so cold..
Heroes rush to save him,
But too late
Life taken
Ending in ashes
Setting me free,
Yet I am so cold.
G.K.Bostic - 2011
WoW! These few words "knowing matches ended abuse" speak volumes. Sad poem, but great write.
ReplyDeleteYour words are true....beautifully conceived and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteTragic. Was this inspired by true events? because the words and style are poignant
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