I light the candle, the room brightens,
I stare at the wax, the colour lightens,
A crimson turning to a dim red,
The top of the candle forming a head,
Wax drips down to form a nose and ears,
It seems that some eyes open and consume my fears,
They spit them back out and add another disaster,
They rip off the bandage, let the blood seep through the plaster.
I look away the candle follows my eyes,
I hear a clatter but it's muffled in my cries,
Go away, please leave me i shout,
I try my hardest to snuff the candle out,
She can be a part of my life but she won't control it,
She wants to tell me something but she doesn't know how to say it,
She shows me images, some that scare,
Some that make me want to stay there.
She's a part of me, and i love her in a way,
She can fight me or protect me, let her lay,
Let her rest, regain her power,
Let her feel good so she wont glower,
She gets angry easy, sometimes i can't stop,
She hits hard, way over the top,
She can put a hole in a brick wall,
She is clever, she is no fool. |
