I remind myself of a candle
Perfectly unused
Then a flame gets brought into me
I can feel the heat
Every trouble I have gets burned into a scent people seem to enjoy
My pain
Til I get blown out
Then they leave me for a while
They come back again
Re-light me
Make me go through that pain again
Burning every single part of me
My emotions going from solid to liquid in your hands
Then they go away again....
And keep coming and going, coming and going...
Over and over until...
I finally burn out
I'm of no use
I have no scent
Then they go and find another one
I get thrown away
My wicks burnt,
Full of ash
Nothing is left
They find some that are better and savor them
Before they burn out they find a new one
And another new one
Cuz they want them to stay even if there's only a little left
What makes them so special?
Why don't you let them burn out like you did me?
I remind myself of a candle
And soon
Very very soon
I'm gonna be all burnt out
YOU ARE READING
Crazy
HorrorI like when you get mad I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone You said she's scared of me? I mean, I don't see what she sees But maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne Im a bad guy
