A Flame

A match, its what starts it.

Then there's a spark.

Once the match is lit, it's lit.

From there, it can be a walk in the park.

After a match making the spark, there's a flame.

A huge, bright beautiful one.

It's warm and can never be called tame.

After some time the flame is done.

The flames are dying.

The beauty is leaving.

The match has been trying.

But there's no point in believing.

Whats gone. the heat?

The flames are cold.

What a tragic way to meet defeat.

It's just how some stories unfold.