Presence Poem by Javier Falcon

Where I once stood solid and firm,
now feels the pressure of my knees,
the world has began to shake with unease
as chaos is something I can confirm.

Flames from my surroundings crawl near,
the heat presses against my face,
making me curl up, taking little space,
just wondering if the end is here.

And even when I had lost all hope,
a raindropp landed on my desolate cheek,
letting himself be almightly shown
and now safe I began to cope.

Even though my thoughts of you were oblique,
you showed me that I wasn't alone.