Gunpowder

 

Can someone send the bomb squad please?

this feeling in my chest

is forcing me to my knees

going to explode

the touch paper is lit

flames licking towards the payload

and I can’t dampen the fire

it dances threatening madness

sadness, the outcome is looking dire

I need someone to cut the fuse

dampen the gunpowder trail

can someone diffuse

this head about to detonate

with thoughts that confuse

the blast radius, a circle of hate

like a maze that I can’t navigate

I can’t seem to outrun the flickering flames

as the gunpowder fizzles ever closer

to the endgame

Am I about to implode?

explode, I can’t face this episode

the countdown is running out

numbers ticking down, in the blink of an eye

I need bomb disposal

when do they arrive?

I have a proposal, get here on the double

this fuse is burning fast

I don’t want to be speaking my last

I’d like to get out of this alive

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.