Candlelight

Like two in one the flame comes alight
The flame will tower above others in combining passions
So bright and unbreakable will it seem
These two simple candles seemed so dull in the morn
But then at nigh will they gloriously sit ablaze and blind the stars
The bond will have hardened and the strongest of rain seems to have no power over them
Unperturbed and dependant will they be
Such passion is the worst thing to see
For the wax will gradually wane
And so will fade the flame
As the lightest touch of breeze will make it fade
The wax and last breath of the flame will wither and perish
Like a forgotten word in a forgotten realm
The candlelights will die away
That passion that has fallen
And will never be again
That blazing light that once was
and never again

My song

For moments like these where there is no way out, let this drug devour me and seclude me away from the real world. Sometimes these things are so hard to swallow that you just want find a place where life is still and unperturbed.
Let that voice sooth that uneasiness crawling under your skin and put on those headphones.
In that short and unpredictable abyss we call life I must find that one single moment of this blissful coma.
I find out day by day that I waste my time walking around in circles despite my desperate need to break away from it.
Love only makes it worse.
If only that immortal voice inside those headphones would sink in and let me accept the truth.
Pain is inevitable and someone always gets hurt along the way, and I find that sometimes its my fault.
My drug with contradicting feelings of bliss and hate won't take me away like I plead.
Although I know it may be me I find it hard to see.
I want that comatose feeling to last forever.