Time Bomb

I look behind me

And see the rubble.

Face forward

Can't see through the smoke

Of smoldering past:

Loved.

Forgotten.

Lost then missed.

Pushing forward past the ruins,

The wasted purity of the earth,

Stained by the bombs.

The ashes rain down on my hair,

While they burn my bridges

So close behind me,

Melting the rubber on my shoes.

Moving forward,

Must move beyond.

Can't escape,

The destruction follows behind.

So quick, I cannot linger.

Onward.

Though the smoke stings my eyes

And the burning tears fall.