I hear ringing in my ears
the screams of the dead
the child in me that died.
tonightÂ
4:42
a huge boom.
was it a bomb?
the loudest thunder I've ever heard?
an explosion?
It frightened me at first.
Then my first thought:
was that my fault?
It's scary not knowing
if that was real or not.
I see worm-like creatures slithering on the floor
and I close my eyes and I see
stories and pages of people
their lives flashed before my eyes.
It felt like a gift.
Now all is left is a black rectangular box
like the movie is over.
Who's scraping and clawing at the walls?
I've lost you.
I will find you again.
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