The Night The Sky Fell Down

Brown hair, blue eyes.

I was only six.

The night the sky fell down.

 

Mommy dragged me outside.

I started coughing and choking

from all of the thick black smoke.

The night the sky fell down.

 

“Don’t look around,” she said,

covering my eyes with her

soft, warm hands.

The night the sky fell down.

 

Looking around, there were people everywhere.

Crying people, Burning people, Dead people.

The night the sky fell down.

 

I felt the heat scorch my pale skin.

Flames were flying out of every window.

The night the sky fell down.

 

The fires hurt my mommy.

Her last words, “Don’t remember

The night the sky fell down.”

 

But mommy, I do remember.

The cries, the screams, the fires, the dreams of

The night the sky fell down.

Author's Note

I heard the title line from a song that I was listening to (which is way too embarrassing to be quoted here :P)

Reviews

[Broken Hearted Faux]

Kinda reminds me of 9/11, very sad, but still paints a image in your mind so great job...

[Lemontine]

This is really really sad...

[Rae]

Almost made me cry... Keep writing!!

[RedInk524]

A very mysterious feel to it, i like the heavy dark atmosphere.

[Coyote Poetry]

You create a bad situation with a sad ending. Any kind of storm or natural disaster can leave a pain that won't go away. I like the strong description and powerful ending to the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[bba]

Very good imagery! This it'll be a great short story...

[alexlessah]

Awww, this is soo sad, very good wrote though!

[stars are far]

This is really so sad ..but greatly expressed :)

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Really intense, emotional, and beautiful with darkness. LOVE IT!

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Has a feel that does have a scenic feel of fear and terror of the situation, great write :)