While my candle dies

by Bleed-Like-Me   Nov 17, 2004


My candle, lit
Never made much light
The darkness, always found
I tried hard to fight

When no one knows you
It’s hard to be found
To be loved and wanted around

You know one day, some day
It’s close
The voices won’t stay away

Its loneliness that you seem to know
The feeling of death, as an unknown ghost

When no one knows you
There’s no one to care
No one to know you once were there

Loneliness becomes nothing again
You wish you could be found
But since you really are no one to the rest of the world
Your candle, slowly blows out

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