Revenge Or Spite

One wintry night
As the snowstorm blew in
She was dressed in black
Binged in gin

She was my girl
And i loved her so
But her constant drinking
We could no longer grow

It's the way she changed
When she drunk so much
Like a demon possessed
Out of touch

We parted in anger
And she swore as she left
My kids and me
Bereft

Months had passed
As we lived our lives
The past behind us
Every day, is a new day arrived

On the night of the storm
My kids and i
Watching a movie
Laughing and crying

Time for bed
As i tucked them in
The twins together
My darling kin

Through the night
I awoke all choked
Smoke was billowing
In fog like soak

In panic craze
I head for my twins
Their bedroom on fire
Our nightmare begins

Flames are engulfing
The hallway and stairs
Our escape route blocked
My heart in despair

To their window i carry
As the smoke thickens
Flames spreading
Blackened, sickened

Below their window
To a grass verge i drop
As the ceiling collapses
In burning hot

In smothering embers
My breathing impaired
As the heat absorbs me
In deathly scare

My skin burning 
Torso in peel
As my thoughts start to cloud
Is what happening, real

Strength sapping
In burning sores
Who will look after my children
Silence



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Lewis Avatar
October 25, 2009 at 1:08 PM
thats amazin my man
Sweetheart Avatar
October 17, 2009 at 11:14 AM
James... I feel your pain on this one... hope all is well and turned out well .... thankxxx for enjoying my Cookie poem... I also have one about Ice Cream... I wrote these for my kids when they were little... will post Ice Cream over weekend.
Eggins Avatar
October 10, 2009 at 9:59 AM
My god this is am amazing write James its a rollercoaster of emotion well done !! ... love Jayne x x
Bloomsfield Avatar
October 8, 2009 at 12:52 AM
alcahol can be a very big problem..you can hate the person or you can help him..of course it is a trauma for a family especially when kids are involved..many questions.troubled minds,deep emotions!very good poem-C
Kendrick Avatar
October 7, 2009 at 6:27 AM
Filled with emotion here. Fears that all parents face what would happen to the children if they were gone. Also am I able to provide and protect my children from all harm. Love the way that you presented the topice. Keep writing. Sara
Peranteau Avatar
October 6, 2009 at 9:53 AM
Wow James,..this is a very real poem ! Great write Sir ! Very scary ! Awesome though. I pray that it has not terrorized you my friend,..the actualality of it all is what I mean. God Bless ! james
Canady Avatar
October 3, 2009 at 4:35 PM
Good, Good Narrative... Dramatic All The Way to The End... I take it, its a story, since you're here to write about it after ... silence ... Excellent Write MoonBee
Culverhouse Avatar
October 3, 2009 at 4:14 PM
scary, I could not stop reading though.
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