By Sasha Taylor
110 stories fell on top of me today,
I didn’t think the pain would ever go away.
When it finally did I realized where I was at,
Sitting at the gates of Heaven was exactly where I sat.
I tried to remember; at last it finally came,
Could this be a joke? Is this some sick twisted game?
A loud explosion from upstairs,
People panic and start to yell,
A man in a wheel chair starts to cry,
All I could think of was I was going to die.
Step after Step we ran from our fears,
I thought I would drown from the flow of our tears.
People started panicking and going insane,
I knew exactly what they were feeling for I felt their pain.
Nobody knew what happened,
All we knew was we didn’t have long,
To get out of the building before it was collapsed and gone.
All of a sudden I felt the ground start to shake,
None of this was real it was totally fake.
Then the floors started to fall,
I froze from panic, and couldn’t believe what I saw.
The smoke was so thick I couldn’t see,
Why in the world was this happening to me?
My life is now gone; on this earth I have no more time,
Even though I’m innocent I never committed the crime.