Tables Turned, Candles Burned

A Love gone cold touches more than we know

In a dark room, a sole candle burns

this candle tells a story of a love once lived.

The flame feds off the wind as I fed off of you

oh that hungry flame, the symbol of our love

The pulse of the flame echoes that of our passion

beating wild, free, strong, and frenzied

I held you close, spoke your name, breathed your breath,

and it brought us further, closer, together, as one

White hot and flaming, the candle burned,

taking our lives and melting them down

and through thick and thin, the coldest winds,

our passion burned, endless and strong

But with every candle, there is an hourglass,

the sands flowing slowly down

down to the bottom, the end, the last

and so our love flickered and died

I held on longer than I should, strength I didn't have

I drowned in my desperation, your despair

I saw your heart leaving mine, now and forever indifferent

but with it you took more than hou hoped.

I am at a loss, my heart broken, chipped away

pieces still embedded into yours

and as my flame flickers and dies in silence

a new air revives you, your flame towers, roars,

leaving mine to smolder in anguish, in your absence

I was torn apart by your wandering eye, your restless heart

her voice lingers in my ear, taunting, teasing

while she rebuilds you, gives you what I lost on that last day

The dim light becomes darker as this flame withers and dies

its story coing to an end, struggling to recover, to heal

but the fuel turns black, tainted by deception and lies

and the air in the room grows cold missing the warmth as i do

What I once held in highest regard, i now look upon in despair

holding that smoking candle, wanting to scream, standing by the door

What was here is gone, stolen from me, never to be returned

and this candle will stand cold, forgotten, never to burn once more.

Reviews

[just is]

WOW you are very talented!
I really got into this piece, so easy to read.
Loved the eneergy in the emotions.
Awesome rhyme scheme and flow as well.
Amazing write!

[Chip]

Love the metaphor of the candle. It sounds very painful and I felt it. Great work! :)