Fire
Death
Decay
A falling angel,
Wings burning,
I sit and watch unfazed
And yet screaming on the inside,
I try to move --
Try to run and catch her
But still,
There is nothing I can do,
But watch,
The falling star.
Water
Life
Vigor
a flower,
sitting in a field,
alone and beautiful --
purple and hanging;
a flower to never be touched
a poison out to kill everything, what dares, to touch it
and still
we admire it --
wishing,
that we could be beautiful.
earth
cinnamon
passion
love,
it is a beautiful thing
something --
not to be tampered with.
the innocent girl,
blonde hair blowing in the wind,
a broken heart and a world ruined,
disowned by her family,
Prepared to end her life because nobody loved her.
kill yourself they said,
you don’t matter
and, without love,
she did,
a falling angel.
Air
Truth
cold and biting
I was there for her,
I tried to tell,
Just how much she meant to me --
But In the end
I couldn’t say it.
That she was my world --
my flower;
A poisoned flower --
One that I couldn’t touch.
And in the end, she jumped
With a horrid saying on her lips
Saying that the universe
Was her poison.