There was a fire ignited within me.
I only intended to be a spark,
to provide warmth when you are cold.
To light up your dark.
Intrigued by my embers, you extended a hand.
At first, you marveled at my brightness.
You danced in the shadows of my flame.
Fueled by your awe, I soared into the sky - a fatal mistake.
You see, I burned too brightly.
And you were afraid.
Since I couldn’t be dimmed, you took all of my light.
Down to the very last ember, smothered away.