National Poetry Writing Month, Day 22: The Flight Of Death

It all started with a small click.
What seemed like a harmless push,
Became a sudden kick that flung me to eternity.
One second everything was dark,
Quiet and peaceful like death,
And the very next second,
The chaos took over.
I was flying at the speed of light,
Going somewhere I didn’t know,
For a task I couldn’t comprehend.
I was a mere puppet,
Like the fingers that pressed the trigger,
Belonged to the hand of God.
Made me dance to it’s will,
Without knowing that I stain it,
With the ticket to hell.
Flying with the wind like an old friend,
We share stories that nobody else can understand.
Because the language we use,
It’s not something the world has ever heard,
It’s a secret that nobody knows,
Like a vow that can never be broken.
I hold the key to life for some,
And the lock of someone’s breath for others.
Emotions are too slow for me to realise,
Some deserve the pain,
Some paint their blood with innocence.
But I can’t differentiate between the two,
I am the support they need,
Either to crawl towards the Reaper,
Or run for the life of the damned soul.
It kills me that I cannot choose the right path,
I can only hope,
That there still exists a tinge of humanity,
Which can do justice to my past of red.
Hold me back and spare the innocent,
Throw me out and destroy the guilty,
But don’t take the life away from the hand,
That trembled to make this decision.
I’m not what you want me to be, I do feel scared, I do feel guilty, I do feel euphoria, I do shed a tear, I do carve a place in the bottom of hell to live in the remains of my hopes that were torn apart the moment I left the comfort of my house and flew away to destroy someone else’s.
My tears are the blood I’m stained with,
I never wanted any of this to happen.
It’s never gonna be the same after I am done,
There won’t be any more pieces left to pick up.
The only thing that’s remaining after I trickle down to my ultimate home,
Is the shell of a human being that hand finally became

Written by Ishan Gupta

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