I'm like a candle,
surrounded by your light.
No matter how bright i shine,
no avail.
Yet in the darkness of my despair,
you finally see my flicker of light.
But my wicker is already burnt out,
the wax has run.
Now try and light me again,
when its already too late.
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:11 PM UTC
I'm like a candle,
surrounded by your light.
No matter how bright i shine,
no avail.
Yet in the darkness of my despair,
you finally see my flicker of light.
But my wicker is already burnt out,
the wax has run.
Now try and light me again,
when its already too late.