Lingering Breath

Secrets filled the burning room,

The sky, deep grey – rainfall soon.

Knives hung from my sloping walls,

Deserted streets, no one will hear my calls.

Heat whirled so fast, shattering my skin,

Arsonists leave me, I won’t let you win!

The wind so harsh, fire still strong.

Hell is where these people belong.

I wanted to die as they left me to melt,

Like wax to a lighter, such deep pain I felt,

Smoke filled the atmosphere, squeezing my brain,

Lying there choking, Thoughts sending me insane!

Three seconds, one minute? One hour or one night

Just lying alone, my lungs feeling tight.

A hustle of voices outside I could hear,

I will hold on, to myself I did swear.

The room seemed so small now, flames in my head,

I pulled myself further and lay on the bed.

Bangs seemed to shatter, echoes seemed to die,

I looked out of the window at the beauty of the sky.

The room turned black but started to spin,

And there stood a gentleman, to me he sung –

He eyes green, the sky misting gold, 

His hand lay before me to clutch and to hold.

A bedding of silver before me I saw,

An image of nature that I’d never seen before.

Although I thought I must have been dreaming,

The smile on my face! My expressions were beaming. 

Rainbows were sliding across the clouds.

A number of angels were huddled in crowds,

This was a home, a natural nest,

This is the home that I like the best!

I told them I loved them, I said my goodbyes,

Happiness is heaven and I shall never cry.

Boneata Bell

Mon 21st March 2011

12.14pm