The greenery around is overgrown
The flicker of a flame
I will watch it burn, alone.
And once it’s is gone I’ll be to blame

This flame brought fire
Where is water?
And I’m lying tired
I lie as it gets hotter

The fire holds my reflection
Am I burning or is my past?
The green had so much affection
And now to the furious flames it was cast

The only thing left is imperfect, hot coals
This only goes on in a loophole