Dancing alone in my candle-lit room
Accompanied by shadows of childhood toys
Taunted by my enslaved silhouettes
Creating new life only to destroy.
Sudden memories leave a wax trail
Like sacred tears of sadness scar
Shallow breathes the night so near
Reaching deep into light’s life afar.
The time has come …
…to put the candle out.
Drift into dreams…
…and release the doubt…
© May 26, 2011 DBC ~ Duke of the Arctic
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