The Fall

We walk together,
this last turn of the black spiral.
My Shadow and I,
And reach our journey's end.
While far away and above life still thrives, 

Beneath, what we once were.
Lesser, broken...and faded imprints, 
Of what was once living, breathing flame.
Tired legs, refuse to carry us ashore.
And so we fall...with hollow eyes ever gazing upward, 
Looking for the wings that made us whole.