My Candle

My Candle is dark , like my mind.

colored with morbid image and imagination,

Sometimes in the nightmares

that take place on...

my pillow ,

in bed,

I see my candle,

dripping with blood, dark , and red,

My candle is short

life for me is too.

The evilest sin, scared, pushed, hope not to commit,

My candle just cant handle it,

My candle is.....thin.

My veins are B -R -E -A- K- I -N - G.

Evil has taken

over

..........................................................my head.

Some times when I feel the blood dripping,

my MIND tells me to cut my candle in ha / lf

the wick itself is long_____________________ for that the young age I already am.

If this candle isn't walking , wondering about.

Would anyone notice the fire on this candle is out?

- Arlie