I am gone now and you think about all those times you neglected my waxy tears
And my light is gone
All I can say is I tried to keep it alive, but I couldn't
So I put out the flame with the puddle of tears, but at least now I don't have to flicker anymore and you don't have to worry
About what I might destroy
Or if I might burn you again,
I am gone and so is that light you enjoyed so much
I didn't mean to I just burned out.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Precious Light
PuisiThis is a poem about how life struggle can impact your image and you choices. I wrote this as the impact of neglecting someone or something can turn to the worst.
