In the middle of the night,
the candle burns bright.
As I stare at its alluring sight,
I get mesmerized by the promising light.
Yes, its full of hope. A promise of eternity,
Nope, it's full of fire. Perhaps, it's temporary.
From a distance, I looked at it very eagerly
For I saw that it was burning so faithfully.
Then I started to realize that I should care less
Though what wonder it brings, this beautiful mess.
But I know that it will only lead to utter stress
For I know that its beauty does not bring bliss.
Now, its scorching wick has to a close.
It ended like what has been previously foretold.
I just watched has the fading light succumb to the dark night.
Then, I realized that there isn't something left to fight.
In the middle of the night,
the candle burns bright.
As I stare at its alluring sight,
I get mesmerized by the promising light.
