One winter night, cold January, 10:
Disaster took place claiming my home back then.
Something that has happened I wish I could forget.
Let me tell you the story. What do you think of it?
Start off in the kitchen watching T.V.
When my Mom walks in the back door feeling queasy.
Asks me politely and sickly to make a grilled cheese
Okay. Easy!
Task done, take it up there and continue with my night
Little did I know my life turning black and white…
I go down to the computer room, sit down on the chair
Right as barrages of loud noises occupy the air.
I burst up in a jolt wondering if my dog’s alright.
In the hall way to the left, all good. But to the right…
The vision that has sent my life on the wire.
Our house is on fire.
Down the hallway, Flames bursting out of the kitchen door
At that point I didn’t know what was real anymore
Frozen in fear, my eyes gaze in the inferno
Snap out of it! Mom! I have to let her know!
I scream up to her “Mom! The house is on fire!”
I run up there hoping she doesn’t think I’m a liar.
“The house is on fire! We need to get out!
The house is on fire! Mom! We gotta go now!”
So we run down the stair way and make it to the porch
And out into the drive way to see the kitchen torched
She falls to her knees. So I try to keep her warm
And give her my jacket during an ice storm
She looks up to see her lovely kitchen charring
I know for her... it had to be scarring..
Now my poor, sick Mom is drenched in her fears
And loses her composure bursting into tears.
Her kitchen, her cook books, all the loved endeared
Are now engulfed by flames and slowly disappeared.
Our neighbor gives us refuge from the crackling blaze
That kept our eyes burning from the endless haze
We were homeless for countless days upon days
Here’s what I gotta say.
Please cherish what you’ve got.
The world will not tell if it’s ready of not
To throw another curve ball
And hit you in the heart.
You will see a day where your life falls apart.
Be strong…
Be strong…
You’ll be a survivor.
I know. ‘Cus my life was
on fire!
Fast forward years up memory lane
The pain’s numb, but the memory will always remain.
It’s like my brain is stuck on repeat of that fateful night.
Always seeing blurry flashes of red, orange, and white.
Remembering my best friends making it a joke
And for years upon years it was all they ever spoke.
I still feel the pain and frustration of feeling blame
I remember who I used to be. But what I became…
But back to the present, I’ve been through so much
But something’s missing; that has provided me a crutch.
There’s no house there anymore. It’s just a field of grass.
But I still see it there like I’m looking through a magic spyglass.
I wish that there was some way to make it a reality
But deep down I know that fantasy can never be.
So take this story I’ve told you and keep it close to your ear.
Give everything you have to what you’ve always held so dear. So
Please cherish what you’ve got.
The world will not tell if it’s ready of not
To throw another curve ball
And hit you in the heart.
You will see a day where your life falls apart.
Be strong…
Be strong…
You’ll be a survivor.
I know. ‘Cus my life was
on fire!
It’s an endless nightmare that I can never escape
The flames engulfed me whole.
The night constantly repeats itself
Without any control
Now it’s something I learn to live with
‘Cus if I survived that tragedy
Then who’s to say I’m not strong enough
For another catastrophe?
I’ve survived so much mental torture
And have endured it for so long.
However, I survived it all, and proven myself strong.
Please cherish what you’ve got.
The world will not tell if it’s ready of not
To throw another curve ball
And hit you in the heart.
You will see a day where your life falls apart.
Be strong…
Be strong…
You’ll be a survivor.
I know. ‘Cus my life was
on fire!
- Author: MikeyA (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 13th, 2018 00:04
- Comment from author about the poem: On January 10, 2008, our family suffered a natural disaster and lost our home claimed by fire. I Have never been able to find meaningful words to properly describe how it was... Until today.
- Category: Sad
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