I once soared high with wings of light, Guiding souls through endless night, But now I sit on this jagged stone, Witnessing a world where love has flown.

I reached out with hands of grace, To heal the wounds on every face, Yet my touch, it fades like mist, As darkness tightens its cruel fist.

I weep for you, oh mortal kind, For in your hearts, hope is blind, You build with fire, you tear apart, What once was whole, now a shattered heart.

I can only watch as you descend, Into a chaos that will not end, My voice is lost in your bitter cries, My tears fall where your spirit dies.

But still, I remain, in silent grief, Hoping someday you’ll find relief, That from the ashes, love will rise, And bring light back to your weary eyes.