Fires of Hell
Standing in an empty room, alarms blaring.
Kids run out of the school, screams echo on the walls, she called Hell.
She sits on the floor, fire rages beside her.
She watches as the flames dance closer and closer to her flushed body.
Songs of pain and misery play in her head.
She starts to sing. A lick of fire meets her foot, consumes it hungrily.
The fire spreads, her voice rings louder and louder as her body burns.
Students turn to the noise, the vice principal knows this voice. She hears it
day by day.
Her little girl, is in a burning building. The mother rushes to the doors,
is stopped by men in red.
Smoke swirls around the lady in a gray misery.
She falls to her knees, as does the girl.
Both have lost control of their legs.
The mother recognizes the song, it was one she sang to her daughter as a child.
She sings, through her tears.
The daughter turns at the sound of her mothers voice.
She hadn't heard her mother sing since she was a 12,'when her father died.
The girl starts to cry and goes to move to leave, to escape the flames of hell she lit.
She falls and is consumed.
When the fire is out, and the mother finds the girl.
All that is left is a locket. With her daughter and Husband. Ingraved with the words.
'Im Sorry.'
Copyright © Paige Reed | Year Posted 2016
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