The flower withers,
Her time has come,
The night sky shines.

Her petals float away,
Friends are gone,
Feeling free, no more.

Stuck in her loss of hope,
Her beauty, gone,
Darkness consumed her.

Loneliness in the garden,
She has lost her light,
He has gone away.

She withers more,
In her thoughts,
She falls in the end.

Goodbye,
My beautiful light,
I have fallen.