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I am a candle.

My flame is small. It provides no warmth, and just enough light. But it takes only a little bit to get me started. Once I am lit, I will burn for a long while. I may not have much to give, but I will give it all, until I'm just a puddle of spent wax.

I can't endure much. I will follow you, but only if you carry me. I will weather the wind, but only if you shield me. I'll be your hope, your light, your shining star.

I am a candle.
You never hear me talk back, in my mind...

"You are stupid."
-You don't know me. What you see is your perception of me. You will never comprehend the height of my dreams, nor the depths of my thoughts and feelings. What is stupid is what I tolerate, what I sacrifice, for you.

"You are a disgrace."
-You dishonor me each time you hit me. The shame that I bear is the result of the abuse you inflict on my body, mind, and soul. It festers in me, like a wound that would not heal.  Each time you hurt me, my heart constricts until there is no feeling left in me anymore. I am numb, so you couldn't hurt me any more than you already have.

"You need me to protect you."
-The protection I need is from you.  What I need is to stop giving you an imitation of myself, to start living my life, the way I want to, the way I'm supposed to.  

"No one will ever want or love you."
-All I need is to be able to heal and love myself again.

"Why do you make it so hard for me to love you?"
-I want you to hate me enough to let me out of this hell. A life in a gilded cage is no life to live. Let me follow my dream, make my own mistakes, or relish my own success. Don't live your life through me.

(Slap)
-(Breathe in, breathe out, don't let your tears fall... be numb... be numb....)
I wish I was blind
To leave the superficial behind,
Take a breath from drowning
In the insignificance of my surroundings.

Beauty is the illusion that escapes the surface of me,
I can never find it in the reflection I see.
It has been defined in straight lines
And by the passage of time.

You see that magazine girl?
It makes my head swirl,
Popping off the page
SHE owns the stage.

I once vied for so-called perfection,
Clawing at my face and body
Ripping apart, section by section.

Epiphany struck me to no longer chase it
For it is a mirage that disappears the closer you get.
I peer through transparent skin,
Searching for what lies within.

I desire to find something more,
To learn to shut out the ramblings of a shallow world.
 Jun 2013 The Silencebreaker
Vish
When I close my eyes, the sight of you appears
I learnt to build my thoughts around you
When you look at me and smile now
I wonder how we made it so many years.

A man is one who loves his girl
Treats her with respect and plays with her
Trusts her no matter the world flips sides
Shows her how much he needs her.

Shares every secret every thought with her
Stands by her when she in doubt
Helps her make the right decision
Fixes her mood when it’s out

Cuddles her when she is sad and low
Troubles her to get her attention
Pretends to be angry with her
Just so she showers him with kisses...

Sings to her to show how much he loves her
Helps her cook when guests are home
Jokes he cracks to make her laugh
Never would he even by mistake make her cry

Compliments her for the smallest of things
Remembers her in his busiest of hours
Tells her he loves her before she sleeps
Just to wake up with her kiss on his cheek...

Walks with her holding hands
Gives her hugs and kisses unplanned...
Is naughty with her when she’s happy
Does all this with his heart and mind.

Assures her she is beautiful, pretty and hot
Is dedicated to her like a sage
Messes with her emotions now and then,
But gives her the love she craves. ..

Wonder how many such men were ever made?
God creates for each one a soul mate
Wonder if these thoughts would just remain thoughts
But thank-god I am blessed with the perfect man of this age.  :)
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