poetry
Ashes
By Sofia Peralta
My fire burns down the trees so green,
Ravaged, in ashes, I'll leave.
Grass rustles beneath my heavy shoes
The shamrock fields, now charred–
As I run to escape the damage ensued
Gasoline tears wet the ground I pass,
My guilty steps, lit matches.
Every friend, every lover I set ablaze,
Lie helpless in glowing embers,
Scorched by our inevitable end.
I cannot smother the blaze of my trauma–
A relentless heat, it follows
An eternal sprint from flames, so red,
Away from the wreckage, my world undone–
The lands I've left in ruins
When will I finally face the damage?
How can I overcome the shame?
When will this burning finally cease?
How can I learn to regrow the trees?
