Candle Wick's Burnt Out

by Dying Beautifully   Jun 19, 2007


I feel sick,
Burnt out like a candle wick.
My eye's are burning my head is numb,
I feel so alone just like a bum.

You look at me with those dark eye's,
There's no one here what a surprise.
My hands are shaking,
This is the feeling your making.

Your lips they move closer,
Your breath on my neck.
My body starts aching,
This is an emotional beating that I'm taking.

It feels like I fell,
my mind is thinking am I in heaven or hell?

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  • 17 years ago

    by Corruption

    This is great so much confusion and feelings in this good job and thanks for the comment

    keenan