My Anthology

The Candle

The sun cannot be always there
Sometimes darkness is everywhere

You can't stop it creeping in
It will always come and haunt you for your ugliest sin

Everywhere you turn it is dark
Under its pressure you start to shrank

Then what do you do?
You turn to a candle to take away the gloom

You seek for comfort in its light and warmth
It keeps away the darkness that haunts

The candle takes you in its light
Thinking that finally it has got someone to stay together with

It protects you from the untold monster of the dark
Thinking that finally someone's there for it

But then comes up the sun
With all its glory and the darkness burns

You welcome the sun; all happy and gay
The light has finally found its way

You go back outside
And leave that asylumious corner

But the candle stays
Burning eternally alone

-Tan