That Rushing Flame

So, I just wrote this poem. I think it's pretty good. Here it is.

That Rushing Flame

The dizzying array
Spinning around my head
Feeling like the bird’s prey
Nodding in time with the dead

Nausea rises in my throat
Chest tightens in fear
I’m left wondering if I can float
Or drown beneath the pier

It burns as it overflows
Blazing my lungs with might
Body thrashed by repeated blows
I close my eyes tight

Every scream ripped from chapped lips
The cries falling into nothingness
Beneath the surface my head dips
Floating to the bottom with finesse

Eyes open once again
Dazed, I stare around me
Feeling strangely Zen
I felt free

Darkness encroaches my sight
My jaded eyes tire
I sigh water in without a fight
Feet sunk permanently into the mire

My mind becomes bare
Oblivion claiming my awareness
I don’t try for air
I almost wonder at the fairness

Now I’m soaring
Feeling no pain
Below, they are warring
I smile despite the bane

I stare into His face
Launch to His frame
Feeling in my place
My heart lights up, aflame


Uuuhm. Just let me know what you think, okay? I write a lot of poetry, so that's always loads of fun.

Written on October 16th, 2008.