I think I'm

I think I’m going insane

Because when I look outside

And see the sky

And the fire that is raining

No one else can see it

I think I am losing my mind

Because the floor is wet and

My hands are cold

And I can’t sleep

Unless the fan is on

I think I’m crossing a line

Surely I’ve gone too far

And surely, there is no

Way that i can come back

From this, not this time

I think I’m falling down

Hard

And it hurts and 

So far

There is no way to climb back

And I think I’m dead.

I think that’s the only way this makes sense.

How else can this all be real?

I hear them say things

And i know their words better than even they do

And I think to myself, they are less living than I am

But all I say is Amen

And I think the flames from the sky

Have caught them, ablaze

But all I say is Amen

And I think 

They are insane

They have lost their minds

They crossed the line and

They have fallen

And i cry

And I say Amen!

Author's Note

My motivation for writing is to build on stories that I've been making up for years, while also improving my style and ability. Reviews are welcome and appreciated greatly, as long as they are constructive. Please be mindful of how you word your replies, and please remember that anyone can see your reviews. I would really prefer for this to remain a space of encouragement and creativity. Thank you!

Reviews

[Marie Kinnett]

this really good I started to read it and it sped up for me :)