A Way Out

All quiet, peaceful, still- All going as it should until The fire alarm goes off; she's not sure how The only thing that should matter is getting out now. Smoke filling the room- Suffocating, smothering, sealing her doom. Stubbornly she fights to keep hold Of the things she treasures like gold. She knows full well she needs to let go; Move on; tears falling as her emotions show. Holding so tight to the possesisons she loves Icy white from gripping so hard covering her hands like gloves. Her one escape beckoning, pleading- 'Just trust me' her window is imploring. Finally, the hardest thing she's ever had to do- She releases her desperate hold and her heart beaks in two Launching herself through the window she feels crushed- The things she held closest now gone like dust Escaping as her tears keep falling She realizes the fire was her way out of idolizing