the small town she grew up in
became engulfed in dancing flames
memories burnt to ashes
among forgotten names
her heart begged her to run
but something told her to stay
light broke through the dust filled clouds
revealing just who to blame
she spent her life burning bridges
wasting away her worry filled days
and now with nowhere else to go
she had to live with her mistakes.
For those who regularly read my posts, I have been writing for a year now and want to share some. I enjoy poetry a lot and hope that my words can reach out to others. Background on this poem: I wrote it in a time where my anxiety was at a high and I found a lot of comfort in pouring my words on to paper. Of all of the poetry I have written this one resonates with me because I found a way to create a story using imagery.