Ashes

Burning,

Turning to dust.

The flame goes out,

As the ash falls.

Thinking of the memory,

Of what you once were.

Lighting another match,

Watching the flame burn.

Wishing to go back,

Looking back.

Remembering the smiles,

Even all of the laughter.

Looking at all the smoke around,

Thinking,

Should i get out?

Hearing the sirens,

As the fire department arrives.

You just sit there,

Watching the flames around you.

Reminiscing of the memories,

Wishing you could go back.

As a fireman grabs you,

You pull back.

The flames get higher,

As you yourself start to burn.

Your eyes close,

You start to feel cold.

Despite the burning hot flames,

Your cold as ice.

Wishing you could have taken,

That advice.

But now,

As you lay there.

Burned body,

Barely breathing.

That person you once were,

You are no more.

Nothing more than,

Just a pile,

A pile of ash.

Hey y'all!! yes yes ! another one! like how many days in a row is this now? lol ha ha but yeah, so ok this one here. lets see, no its not from any personal things of any sort. promise lol, but anyway. this poem is another from the top of my head and out of pure creativity. hopefully you guys do like these newest ones. i don't know i just haven't been too confident in my work. all though i get a lot of views and follows on social media. but this poems message from me to you is that before you make any drastic decisions take some well needed advice before you make a mistake and burn ok? hopefully you guys like this one here, happy reading!!