Staring into the unwavering flame on the wick
Of a freshly lit candle, I nearly had a heart attack
Time too, decided to pause, the world grew quiet
And I grew sick in this endless moment.
Why was I so afraid to be stuck in one place,
All because of an unhealthy love for that glow
At the break, she danced across my eyes like
Orange brushtrokes on the setting sun of a canvas.
My heartbeat returns to normal, I breathe in
Letting all my fears burn away into ash.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 10:04 PM UTC
Staring into the unwavering flame on the wick
Of a freshly lit candle, I nearly had a heart attack
Time too, decided to pause, the world grew quiet
And I grew sick in this endless moment.
Why was I so afraid to be stuck in one place,
All because of an unhealthy love for that glow
At the break, she danced across my eyes like
Orange brushtrokes on the setting sun of a canvas.
My heartbeat returns to normal, I breathe in
Letting all my fears burn away into ash.
