She was the
sky
stretched
so thin
she could not
stop the stars
from falling
a fire storm
that yearned
For its flames
To be
back burned
holding her
from her own
destruction
a tidal wave
wiping land and
forest clear and
in her devastation
Her tears would
never be
Enough
and yet
all she
Is;

All she is

Is  
just a
child

with out
love

begging
to be held