Your poem

                              
                                     
In a world far away, under darkened skys
Where nothings okay and nothing is fine  
The gardens are wilted, the roses have died  
Whats left of the trees are burning alive.                                                                
Burning brightly throughout the night            
Their screams were all but heard.                    
No one to save them,  
The flames enslaved them              
To live their hell on earth          
         
Amidst the flames, twas a love                    
Amongst a raven and a dove..                    
His wings were broken          
Hers were stained          
She had his heart and stole his pain          
He had his flaws, she hoped he'd change
He loved her more than words explained          
         
To ashes I wake, amist bloodstains,  
In a world where the all the trees have been burned alive,
 
Set fire by a dove
In a ravens demise..      
     
Merry Christmas Cortney