#brtishsun
I didn't,
even though,
I wanted to,
I wanted to watch candles flicker and scabs form,
I wanted to see blood **** from were the light was so bright,
like nothing could be dark,
but the irony in what I wanted to do,
using light to create the darkness,
my simple candle will mimic the gods in the sun.
but my mind became that of a stronger one,
knowing the candle need not make my path darth,
and the candle acted as a godly sun,
the godliest of all,
the british one,
and I just felt over old burns and cuts,
and cried as one might,
in a the present of the brits sun god,
for even the queen herself would of cried if given her time.
but right now it's just me,
and the dark night.
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC