Like a bomb
I am ticking
until I explode
my times running up
there may be a few seconds left.
I regret not doing all the things I wanted to
in case I regretted it.
here I am regretting it all the same.
to all the things I couldn't do,
I am sorry.
the fatal blow of harsh words are the last straw.
my feet give out.
and I explode.
in all of my infinite being
I explode into tiny little pieces
I am here
I am there
I am everywhere
ah but I am lighter
the world seems light
and as I fall down gently on the ground
the ground , it embraces me
and soothes me
as if it were preparing me for trying again
as if it were to say
don't give up
so I don't.
as light as a feather
I leave all my past regrets in life
and move forward
the bomb is me is mere ash now
I am new.
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