couple of poems i mixed into one just to see if it would work:

Blue skys turning to ash
with the burning of our past
as dusk turns to dawn
we fail to think
and just wonder why
we are
seeming shadows sit by our side
and tell us what is right
and which way to go
the colour of blood comes out in the ash
the truth of the moment
is all we have left
to question what could have been
if we hadn't questioned it then
and looked into a wall of black
to see whats trapped inside
she gave me a leaf that turned to ash in my hand
i left
i didn't want to see her cry
the cold way of love
seems to melt its way
into your warm heart
you'll feel the frost when it wants to leave
and the sorrow from the ashes will stain every thing i touch
so darling don't offer me your heart just yet
i sit and stare
i know it's not us
and may never be
dose this mean we have to die again?