I am ash.
My flame?
Gone.
My fire?
Doused.

Just a shadow
of what I once was,
the faded glory
slowly blowing away.

How did this happen?
I was strong,
mighty,
feared.
Now I am nothing.
I am ash.

When did this happen?
Just a second ago
there was a spark.
All you need is a spark.

Now nothing burns.
The embers are gone,
the spark has fizzled,
and I am ash.