Burning out…

Burning out…

A Flame To Burn For Me — Dark Poem

Burning Out

The candle shows signs of hope;
A flame to burn for me.
Lost in the dead sea of ether;
All hope vanishes to infinity.
Dead and dead again, back from the dead;
To live again.
My past etches in my brain;
Surface again.
A billion upon a billion lives;
Those I’ve lived, all those I’ve died.
Bursting in one final thrust to live;
Into ashes, into the deep black nothing.
Suffocating thrills me until the nothing fills me.
Neither dead nor alive. See my soul like new.
Burning like that candle; my death is like,
The times you snuff it out. 
And my life is like,
The times you light it up.
I’m burning the candle at both ends with a blow torch.

Ash Moonblood

Note: This poem was written, circa 2010.