Earthquake

A poem about being buried from an earthquake, inspired by the recent quake in New Zealand

How could nature destroy my home

Much like a wreck, it sets the tone

The ground that shook, did dismay 

My world collapsed, the price to pay

Darkness does my vision meet

As I struggle, itchy feet

Hoping they will find me soon

Take me away, from this doom

A minute seems a lifetime

An hour filled with pain

A day goes by, time does not fly

My mind says goodbye

I try and scream

I’m here, I’m here

But no voice does come out

Can I hear, people so near?

My mind filled with doubt

As my hope fades away

Thinking of this awful day

This is my tomb, my realisation

Here I lie in dust

Knowing there’ll be no salvation

Peace is now a must

Author's Note

please rate and review, I want to know your feelings

Reviews

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

I liked this poem nothing wrong with this at all good pace good structure and I liked the inspiration behind this poem in contrast to your other work this shows your diverse writing talent

[Breadrun]

Itchy feet is a saying, for instance I would say "hurry up, ive got itchy feet", that was the first reason for its use, the second is because I imagined the person buried under the rubble, he cant move so as he struggles, he gets itchy feet, thanks for your review :)

[Crayon]

Oh, And I forgot to ask, Why are your feet itchy?! That's something that really stuck out to me >.

[Crayon]

This is really really good. A little terrifying, condsidering that fact that I'm terrified of small places and being burried. Its beautiful, and I just want to thank you for fueling my nightmares for the next few weeks. :)

But really, good job.