Alone

In the hue of the murky clouds, She stands alone on the edge of life. Abandoned by everyone, She ever loved. She is like a night blue candle, Burning alone in the darkness. Her tears — fragile and frail, Not seeking the attention. She loves to be a lone wolf, Not always, not forever. Sorrow consumed her silence, But not her emotional heart. She's like butterflies trapped in storm, Finding a way to escape. Memories hurting her soul, Where people's eyes judged her.