DISCLAIMER: After reading this, you probably think I'm depressed or something. Well, I'm not. This is also deeply personal to me, so don't flame it. If you don't like it, don't read it. Simple? I think so. This also doesn't fall under any category so whatever one I put it under, sorry for the misfiling.I am also terribly sorry about bad spelling, grammer, stuff I somehow managed to screw up in general.

I alsowrite "F2L"where I wanted a break because I'm not sure the spaces entered or not.

Fire to Life

Life from fire,

Death from life.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

She rises out of the flames.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

Joyful sorrow,

Terrible bliss.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

Doomed to know both the warmth of life,

And the blackness of death.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

A vicious cycle.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

Nothing real,

Yet so true.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

Black and white combine.

F2LF2LF2LF2L

She folds upon herself with an ear-splitting cry,

As she falls back into her ashes only to rise again.

Betcha didn't think I could write serious stuff hmm?

Please, PLEASE review. Your input is really important to me especially I am free styling poetry.

I have never done this style or emotional depth before so can y'all tell me if you like it?