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by Im Not Emo Oct 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Fighting through the fire, Suffocating in the ash Trying to find my way out, Blinded by the fires flash Voices screaming in the night, Chanting for some help My own voice is silent, Containing a nervous yelp The flames grow higher, As others burn Weaving through a maze, Getting lost at every turn Desperately gasping for air, Trying to catch my breath Crawling under smoke, Fighting to the death The door is just over there, I reach for the knob It's so hot it burns, Causing my hand to throb Crying now, Crying tears of frustration Wondering why me God? Why this damnation? Realizing my time has come, When I feel the pain Flames licking at my skin, Eager for the new life to claim The night grows silent, After the lives have been taken This once standing home, Has sadly became forsaken