I feel sick now.
Jaw clenched tight.
As the suns shine,
Begins to fade.
Holding it in,
With all my might.
Dimmed and flickering now.
Holding on with no aide.
Trying not to explode.
IM NOT LOOSING THIS FIGHT!
Like a candle.
Lit only to be seen,
By those who could.
Those, the only who should.
Lit to bring light to this darkness.
Which has risen upon me.
Wax burns away..
As night turns to day.
For what should be replaced,
By the light of the sun.
Is returned only back,
To the absence of light.
The dark slowly creeps in.
Unforgiving,
For any sin.
Not the large or the small.
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 11:56 AM UTC
I feel sick now.
Jaw clenched tight.
As the suns shine,
Begins to fade.
Holding it in,
With all my might.
Dimmed and flickering now.
Holding on with no aide.
Trying not to explode.
IM NOT LOOSING THIS FIGHT!
Like a candle.
Lit only to be seen,
By those who could.
Those, the only who should.
Lit to bring light to this darkness.
Which has risen upon me.
Wax burns away..
As night turns to day.
For what should be replaced,
By the light of the sun.
Is returned only back,
To the absence of light.
The dark slowly creeps in.
Unforgiving,
For any sin.
Not the large or the small.
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