Three Petalled Flower

Down by the water stream,
storm came, the waters flooded,
the innocent petal drowned,
the figure with the scythe took the other,
now, left alone,
sadness and morbidity surrounds the lonely petal,
an eternity, age worn and vulnerable,
alone, loneliness seeks the comfort of light,
yet an eternity of wisdom,
eyes filled with knowledge,
learned from ones own experience,
the comfort of light,
fills the emptiness,
a sense of a presence,
was once a three petalled flower,
is now just one,
one grown old and withered,
one who now seeks madness,
this is the story, of the lonely.