Candle of Thought

Feelings and Waiting, and everything in between.

Feelings.

I've been tormented by a vision of somewhere I can’t be,
Yet I know behind the light stands a doorway beckoning me.
And though I walk, the candle flutters, trying to brighten the name,
Yet through the door the darkness falls, I’m always the one to blame.

Paranoia.

I've been twisted by a memory of something once been said,
Yet I see behind these faces a lie still to detect.
And though I run, the candle dims, I lose all focus of truth,
And behind my eyes the pain still stirs, a dead heart to remove.

Forgotten.

I've been blinded by a heartache of sometime from the past,
Yet I know behind the flood sits the reason why I’m last.
And though I crawl, the candle flickers, my mind tears at the seams,
Yet through the years the demons fade, replaced by lazy dreams.

Wanting.

I've been lifted by
a voice of someone I can’t see,
Yet I know myself inside, the fate-strings pull at me.
And though I fly, the candle glows bright, towards the light I’m pulled,
And in the light, I walk with smiles, and Time's the one been fooled.

Waiting.