Flames of Sorrow

The warmth of the blaze overcame my grieving face,
As the figure of my sister was engulfed in flames.
Everything she was and meant to be had been erased.
The crackle of the fire seemed as if it were mocking my intense pain.

Pearls of sadness rolled down my cheeks,
Leaving behind a trail of sorrow and despair.
Watching her body burn left me feeling weak,
When I was supposed to be strong, this has to be a nightmare.

It felt like the world stood without motion,
Excluding the blaze of my sister in front of me
And the loud beat of my heart filled with emotion.
Without her warmth and comfort, my life felt so empty.

My attention was turned towards the stones on the ground,
And the calm lake that stood extremely close by.
The only way out of this was simply to be drowned.
Before the cold water embraced me the last thing I saw was the dark, dark sky.