She Found...

She lay uneasy,
In her soft bed,
Her dreams stopped her from sleeping,
They filled her with dread.

She cried silently,
As her heart broke in two,
And asked so politely,
“What should I do?”

With no reply,
She broke down once more,
She'd never fly,
She'd never soar.

In her search,
To regain power,
She found a match,
Burnt the gunpowder.

She found in blood,
What love could be,
She killed her love,
And she killed me.