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Life is a flame and its lit when its dark, but it will burn out. |
A candle burns, in the center, sits the fire. I sit here in thought, I am so tired. The life I live, that isn't so pure. The drinks I take, bring me to tears. I know I need to change my ways. I'd rather have God in my days. But today, I sit in the dark all alone. Reflecting on my life from what I've known. It is necessary, its done me no good. A choice to make, I know I should. But what if I fail, and just go back to life, The life I know, of emotional strife. From dark to light, as days pass us by. I shall live my life with faith before I die. The flame in a candle sits to burn, I am the flame, and my life shall turn. |