A Bad Candle Lit

in #poetry8 years ago

I can’t find any way to breathe
Take my soul it is there to thieve
Rip my life from me to spirit
It is just a bad candle lit

Many Deep dark depths threaten me
To be swallowed again at sea
It’ll drip down my chin, my spit
It is just a bad candle lit

It withers and decays real black
To collapse after the attack
My conscience will take a bad hit
It is just a bad candle lit

The undulating mass of flesh
Bodies are there simply to thresh
And this makes me just want to quit
It is just a bad candle lit

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gracias por compartir este material. me gusta lo que has publicado. Muchas Gracias