Flashback

Watching your life, your memories go up in smoke

Helplessness engulfs my being

       as memories feed fire

Waves of flame so hot

       they burn the feet of angels

I hear screams of yesterday

       crash under the devil's might

Retreat within myself

       to hide the tears

Nothingness blackens the dawn

       from broken glass

I look to see

       if I am -- still me

Reviews

[Tony Hwilka]

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem and I appreciate your comments.

[NightDream]

Sounds like a reflection of all past misdeeds and fear of the final price for such actions. Nice flow and vivid images. Easy read not all bogged down with endless chatter that just restates what you have already wonderfully made clear.