Everyone rushing frantically to their gate
grabbing coffee or magazines
they dare not be late
It was only 6am
yet the chaos was awake
The noise, the people
It all seemed so fake
She waited patiently, too much noise in her head
"I just want to be home, safe in my bed."
A three hour flight, not too bad
for some reason today, she was extremely sad
She's on a new journey
that's only begun
She wondered if she had time to run...
Staring at the runway, where was the plane?
the sky slipped into darkness, and so started the rain
Something was wrong, she felt it inside
She felt an urgency to run and hide
The lights came suddenly, as bright as the sun
the passengers fell silent, every single one
the bright light rushed toward them with horrific speed
Oh Dear Lord, not now, she sent out her plea
The plane came crashing through the window before anyone could leave
There was nothing that could be done, except to grieve
Her journey was over, before it begun
Her last thought was, "I should have run."