Wreckage
Intense lightBlinding me.
Unforgivable pain
Taking over.
Can't move
Can't breathe.
It's killing me
It's killing me.
A sudden eruption
The flames take over.
A scream for help
With no reply.
The flames creep closer
Sweat slides down my face.
I'm losing hope
I will have no savior.
Tires squeal
Footsteps pounding.
A sudden pull
The wreckage is left behind.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.