The walls never close in..
The doors do not shut on their own..
Every other mistake, isn’t sin
Every other soul isn’t lone..
The waters aren’t always so deep
Words may be bottled , never tinned
Crimes don’t sweat out with every sleep
All candles don’t blow out with every wind..
I have lit a candle..
And I know not why..
It sways with every breeze
That caressed the mighty sky
It turns so pale at dawn
Even sees it blue
Golden yellow at noon..
On my face that simmers true..
It blends with the morning glow..
And dances in its rainbow light
But bathes in silver waves..
To soothe the ravenous night..
But I don’t feel its warmth anymore..
Just the cold breeze that sways its flames
The light hurts my eyes as they close
Against the burning blur of familiar names
The sun sets early in the blue
The clouds aren’t black, just grey..
Its more magic than pain..
For I feel suicidal today..