Funny how soon we forget,
times that have past,
memories that didn't last...
As cold and dark as a day could be,
black and grey was all we could see.
Hard to breath...how could this be?
Thoughts race.
...get me out of this place!
Can't keep the pace.
Burning people everywhere,
I need air.
And I'm scared!
I'm on fire and I'm cold.
Gone are my dreams of growing old.
...truth be told.
Is there a chance,
for one last dance?
...heaven knows.
Wait, there's a light throught that hole.
It pierces my soul!
But it's too far down,
I can't see the ground...
...finally free,
not what I thought it would be...
Please tell me you see!
...funny how soon we forget,
times that have past
and memories that didn't last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem