![]() Burning HouseA Poem by Summer Windton![]() A poem, on inspirtation from the music video "Love the Way You Lie" by Eminem feat. Rihanna![]()
Burning House
The house is now on fire, The blazes gettin' high. I gotta get out, Before I catch on fire. I know what caused the fire, My hestitation, my remorse. Now I may die in this blaze, But I prayed for the worse. I set my own house on fire, It's been afire for awhile. And I knew it, but why, I should've gotten out. Now the doorway's blocked, The doorknob's hot. The windows are boarded, There's no way out. He wants me to stay, I wanna go. No, he says, You ain't never gonna go! He sits at our kitchen table, The floral design is chipping off. He lights a cigarette, closes his eyes, He's probably praying, I guess. I sit in the living room, The fire's seeping through the walls. The heat is reaching me, I feel it through my bones. I look over at him, Taking another puff. I wanna slap the crap outta him, But I better not; he's on that stuff. I hear my screams as the fire engulfs me, I can hardly breathe. I know I will never survive this, Another day I'll never see. As I burn, I know I'm dying As he watches from the other room. My last look at him as I saw he was leaving through the window, Saving himself and leaving me to face my doom. I should've left this burning house, Stupid girl I was to ignore my strife, But I had to please him, do what he wanted, Now I'm done with my life. © 2011 Summer WindtonFeatured Review
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StatsAuthor![]() Summer WindtonAboutI'm like the wind. I come and go. Born of the wind, and I will go back, with the wind. Some write for fortune, some for fame. Some because of grief or envy. I write because it was my destiny. .. more..Writing
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