Scared out of Mind

Floating ash resembles shapes of walls,
echoes inside of screaming voices calls,
a face to focus in smokes rise,
thoughts are of is that a disguise,
satisfied flicker of hope blackened veins,
glowing to peel skin from constant strains,
over the horizon is another path,
rushing blood fills the plugless bath,
tap turned off but still it grows,
unable to stop as it overflows,
spilling with splatters of droplets across,
draining the life which is a loss,
scenes of decaying cracked paint dry,
sinking below with a wonder of why.