Gone

It's gone

It's all gone

There's no longer any fire

Just ash

The aftermath

I tried to hold on to the last thing that made me feel

As long as I could

As it slowly burned in my arms

I didn't care how much it stung

How much it hurt

I held as tightly as I could

Because I loved it so much

I didn't want it to go

But I knew eventually it would

So I held on

Trying to embrace every millisecond

Of the feeling of it in my arms

Holding it close to my chest

Right to my heart

Not realizing

It was my soul on fire the whole time

And it was burning the only thing I held close

If only I had just let go

If only I didn't hold it so tightly

Maybe it would still be here

I look down at my hands and arms

That are covered in ash

Watching my flow of tears

Paint the ash into my skin

Like watercolor meeting it's canvass

I drop to my knees

And scop at the pile of ash

I ball my fist and bring it to my heart

Trying to feel it once again

I expand my grasp

To feel the ash against my chest

But it just falls to the ground

So I lie down

Laying in all the ash

All that lasts

And close my eyes

Hoping to dream

Of that feeling

But I only

Stop breathing