Flash of lightning Oxygen evacuates my lungs The walls are burning On my hands and knees I crawl Searching for the origin, looking for the source For the spark that spawned the flame How poetic, how appropriate That this home we built ourselves should meet this fate
The rising smoke engulfs me Obscuring all the light Alarm gives rise to panic I'm running round, I'm going down I stop. Searching for the exit Looking down, it's right in front of me I turn the key to safety The arsonist still trapped within the blaze So why must I share the pain? Release me Like snowflakes Falling down Coating all I see Such perfect little particles Each one unique And representing each a different memory Tells its story in the sound Of joining ranks with voiceless echoes Lying ashen on the ground