When I was a kid, I was always waiting for that astonishing accident, the one that caused a massive explosion, that would send shivers down my spine.
I felt my blood stream creating a strange element, that element through me until, I felt I could use those elements.
I could see myself with a therapist trying to help me to become normal again. Moments later I could hear doctors shouting, “get out the way”. I was slowly going into a deep deep sleep. I feared the fear of all fears.
I woke up with doctors surrounding me, I felt different I felt stronger, braver. I turned from normal to then having elements of black panther.
Sounds traveling through me strengths filling me everything changing in my blood stream, then everything stopped.
I was changing time; my elements were expanding until I couldn’t get any stronger. All of a sudden, I heard a scream I ran towards the scream. Someone was burning in a fire I used my powerful elements to save them and saved the day. Then my elements disappeared.
Very good poem Logan, i liked the description of feeling and the flow. Robert
well done Logan I like your poem