Fire
Smouldering flames destroying the wall,
Ear-piercing shrieks and my name being called,
I try to reply but all I can feel,
Is a throbbing pain in my leg and heel,
I must be cut, I feel so mad,
But should it really hurt this bad?
Smoke is tearing up my nose, burning my lungs,
I want to hear footsteps, climbing up the ladders rungs,
Blood is pounding in my head,
Could I possibly be nearly dead?
I try to move so they know I’m here,
I want to hug the ones I hold dear,
Is this a nightmare or am I going to die?
The teardrops keep coming but I’ve forgotten how to cry!
As my eyelids close and I feel my last breath,
I suddenly realise I’m up against death!
My heart stops and comes to a rest,
As my lungs can’t keep going though I’m trying my best!
My life is ending, turning a bend,
My eyes feel heavy as my life ends,
This is it I’m only seven, but I’m already going to heaven!
