Be My Saviour

I run like hell
Seeing nothing anymore
Tears blur my vision
There is nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run
I feel the heat of the fire
Breathing on my neck
I can’t get back
I can’t get away
No fire department to call
Baby will you try to find me?
Then I will be alright
Then I will be out of reach of the flames
Don’t you turn your back on me
Because then the fire will finally breathe me in
Leaving me as ashes to ashes
So will you be there
And be my saviour?

by Melissa Koeman

Comments (1)

Were you in tears when you wrote this? Your ability to portray your feelings is your first quality in writing. Come back and we'll compose new poems with more advanced writing styles. Keep well. (: