The light shone,
Flickering to it's epitome,
The fire on my candle rage,
The furry of the flame call out the immortal,
The presence of those away from our world,
The agonizing conflicts that occur,
Killing and shredding the soul,
As I walk deeper into the tunnel,
The strength of the candle withers,
Enthralling voices echo in the darkness,
Accompanying me,
As the rest of the world around me doesn't care,
Everyone busy in their lives,
Eat, love and hate,
I sit and stare in the corner,
Waiting for their figures to appear,
But as usual they don't care.