Sweet Deadly Release
Your eyes start burning
It's now raining ash
It was inevitable
As this volcano erupts
After years of build up
The pressure was immense
Blowing her top
Was the only release
Now all you can do
Is sit and wait
See where her lava flows
As you plan your escape
Leaving a fiery path
Where ever she goes
Turning living things
Into black and burnt
You choke on the air
You try to breath in
Smelling only the brimstone
From the burning cinge
Either she will choke you with her hold
From lack of oxygen
Or she'll burn you to oblivion
With her path of destruction
She is so dangerous
In so many ways
Will you be a surviver of her
Or will you cease to remain
Copyright © Lisa Brannon | Year Posted 2016
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