Black Candle

Black Candle

The bed a coffin.
The world so lively
but unattainable.
My world so beautiful
but just a illusion.
The life so full of Tristes
so pale and joyless.
Only one light can I see.
A light for others black.
For me so bright.
It gives me strength and a smile.
Enough power for another day.
Then the night comes,
and she lights up again.
The black candle.

cool.