it must have felt like the world was ending
when the great mount vesuvius started erupting
but the world didn't end, it kept on spinning
and the dead of pompeii are simply mounds of ash
no one knew that day would be their last.
i could be among those stuck in time
because after you erupted, i didn't just die
covered with the ash you suffocated me in,
i stay reaching for you, forever frozen.
my last words still on my tongue, "don't leave"
im a pillar pumice right where you left me
you were supposed to protect me, but here i am, dead
"goodbye," stuck on a phrase i can't comprehend
it felt like the world was ending
but somehow it kept spinning
i understand the people of pompeii
because we both died the same way.