September 11th

I’m like September 11th
The tower that crashed
I fell down to pieces
Worn out and trashed

If there’s anything I’m like
I’m the desperate call on the phone
Hoping that I can get to you
Before I’m at heavens gate alone

I’m that shaky voice
On the plane that’s falling
I’m ignoring the life that’s flying by
I’m focusing more on calling

But I get the answering machine
I scream louder than before
I whisper condoned regrets
But the booming sounds I can no longer ignore

People around me pray
Pray to different gods
Praying to survive the crash
Hoping beyond all odds

The plane is tipped
Tipped solemnly to the ground
Men are standing up
But I can’t hear any other sound

I can’t seem to focus
My vision has become blurry
My life is whizzing by me
I can’t help but worry

My palms are squeezing the arm chair
I can feel my shaking neighbor
He is worried I can feel
But he stands up to do some labor

It’s now I realize I’m truly alone
But between myself and my fears
I hear that silence
That I’ve been waiting for for years

I see a struggle
Playing before my eyes
I can’t believe what I see
Men who are willing to die

They are fighting against terror
The very thought maybe
But my hears now catch
The cries of a baby

My motherly instincts
Want so very badly
To ease that baby’s cries
But I can’t quite sadly

For this is a war
I really can’t lose
I’ve got my own baby at home
That’s the life I choose

If I wasn’t living
What I was going through
I wouldn’t believe what happened
Or even that it was true

But at that time I saw
The brightest light of all
It engulfed everything in its path
We reached the end of our fall