Chaos Reigns

Twisted metal

Reaching for the blackened sky

Looked like a tragic forest

 

Bits of glass were strewn

Across its forest floor

Smoke was rising in thick and black clouds

 

I can't find my way out

Of this forbidden woodland

 

I feel a sharp pain in my left leg

As I make a feeble attempt at hobbling

Toward safety

 

Its unbearable

I soon fall to the ground

Surrender

 

I can hear voices seraching for survivors

I know my own

Weak, to weak to function

Death draws near

 

I remember the song I had been listening to

Moments before it happened

Moments before a firey hell flooded through its gates

Into the world

 

I hum it softly to myself

An ode to death

Breathy with the gasps of a dieing man

 

Almost gone now

Sounds fades into nothingness

I enter a cosmic void of white

Then I hear

 

A voice so soft and sweet

It takes my breathe away

Each individual sylable excruciatingly joyful

Beautiful

 

It speaks about my life and the reasons for it

It tells me that my time has not yet come

To the man behind the voice

But I must return, to fulfil my lifes purpose

 

The whiteness is suddenly shaken away

Rough hands, rough voices pull me back

Back to a world of hate, but I know the truth

 

I open my eyes and struggle

Fighting to stand

Screaming, calling for help I know will come

Because now I know the truth 

 

Reviews

[Steven J. McCarathy]

You do have some spelling errors you might want to check that, but over all I enjoyed the poem.

[teenagekween]

"Twisted metal
Reaching for the blackened sky"

I LOVE THOSE LINES!

well done!

[Ryan]

You have an extremely amazing talent. You gave me chills throughout this whole poem. I started tearing.