Gone

I remember her, the old her
Her vibrant, eye-catching green clothes
Those deep blue eyes

We tried to save her
But they didn’t believe our cause
Her eyes have turned red
Her clothes now fire ridden black

She used to whisper softly, now she just howls
She used to be neutral, now her hot and fiery anger reside
She used to cascade, now she’s barely a trickle
She used to blossom, now she’s wilted
She used to wander, now she’s still
She used to heal, now she’s got a permanent scar
Betrayed forever, by the people she took care of
Looking around, I can see, she’s gone
And she’s not coming back