Back in June was the last time I saw you
So full of light, your soul was pure as white;
Your eyes have lost that perfect glowing hew
You say your found, yet you lost what is bright 

Setting fire to your body, smoke displays
Cursing God for the life you were given 
You are the one who set yourself a blaze
Just know that you, my friend, are forgiven

For your blacken soul can be white once more 
My dearest friend, once you are truly found 
you will have the power to once again soar
And I will never let you hit the ground 

You will tell your story and inspire 
And never let dolefulness transpire