Explosion

When I was born, my ears busted,

I listened to music as loud as it can go,

My ears could not take the sound, so they just bust.

I do not have to worry about that anymore,

I am deaf, I cannot hear the combustion

But I can feel it in my heart and soul.

The heat of the spontaneous combustion,

Burning flames that spread and increase,

The sparks of the deafening explosions,

Creating a chaotic scene.

I feel the heat of the fire,

I can feel it in my veins,

The soundless combustion,

Making me numb with pain.

I try to block it out,

But it still lingers on,

The silent combustion,

That will never be gone.

I may not be able to hear it,

But I can feel its power,

The silent combustion,

That will forever tower.