Tween

You aren't for the Heavens yet

But no longer for the Earth either.

The goal of your existence unmet;

Your experiences, no more wiser.

But don't look back on the barren

Discarded, decaying garden of hope.

The branches of love now fallen

And romances on a slippery slope.

For when it's the day of Death

We move on to worlds apart.

So, don't waste another breath

And no longer take things to heart.