melancholy

The world is falling apart
The elements broken up
Land gives way to meaningless shape
And the sky is crying.

She is falling apart
Friendships broken up
Days give way to meaningless months
And her soul is crying.

...

Trees burned and blackened
Shadows of former greenery
Nothing left in this sickening wasteland
But the bitter aftertaste of smoke

Fear leaves its destructive trail
Only a shell, a frail husk remains
Don't stir the ashes
The fire rages on underneath

...

She is alone in this prison cell
No door, no window, no bars
She screams but no sound
Words are pointless here

Oh but for a glimpse of the stars
Oh but for a glimmer of hope
Oh but for the possibility of freedom
Oh but to find what she's been longing for...

Afraid, and hideously enriched.