Wax dripping down from the flame I try to withhold,
I want to be your light,
But it's eating me alive,
Time will come when I'm nothing but a pile of melted wax,
Still, this light of mine wasn't bright enough for you,
I wanted for both of us to shine together,
But you merely wanted to remain within the shadows,
It kills me to be near you,
But why do I keep trying?
Trying so hard to keep this flame going..
-lyss
19th May 2023 // 7:46 pm // a tribute to eskil
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PoetryHey, everyone! This book is just going to be a bundle of my poetry or just anything that comes to mind. I do hope to improve my writing, so please give me some honest feedback. Thank you! WARNING: Dark themes that may be triggering for sensitive rea...
