A Beautiful Glowing Form

Its camping night, tonight, with an orange yellow, glowing fire light
The dazzling stars above, glisten with delight, Singers recite, a campfire song, along shoots a meteorite
Throughout, the milky sky, brilliant flames reach way up high, and the sparks fly,we must continue to supply
Wood, to keep the fire alive, in order for the flames to survive, we must revive
The shooting flames, dancing in their rhythmic frames, within each jump of the flames, my fiery emotion exclaims
From within my beating heart, and as they fall depart, I feel my saddened being fall apart
Leaving my flooded soul, as the the fire rages out of control, I beg for God to save my soul
I lost my man, as the flames  continue to die, lacking beauty from where they began, I fear this was in his plan
I told the man I admire, that I no longer desire, to inspire, the flames in our passionate fire
Letting all elegancy forever die, in the darkness I cry, to light I say good bye, I terrify
My own self for throwing, away such a beautiful glowing, form
Causing, a raging, outstaging, storm instead of engaging
In the calm offerings of the sky, refusing a chance to fly saying goodbye instead
As in the waking of tomorrow, I may lift my head, but my insides have bled and my heart is officially dead, so please just shoot me in the head, killing me instead