Sparkatale

The End

As the world starts to crumble around me,

I wonder if they should have found me.

Many could have lived and died,

but this is not for me to decide.

.

Those alive are now dead,

and those who were dead are now alive.

The flowers falter and give a sigh,

if only, they whisper, she could have died.

.

The wind turns violent and shoves me to,

the fate I have decided to do.

The sun has gone,

the leaves are dead.

This is the time that many have dread.

.

My eyes close and then I whisper,

this is the time that many linger.

The people stand behind my back,

and say to me,

its time to go back.