A Burnt Candle

I have become a burnt candle.

My ideas, energy, passion,

my determination and enthusiasm, 

all have exhausted.


The flame of the troubled mental health 

has melted the strong wax of strength 

that had held me in place,

firm and determined, to date.


My light has diminished.

The darkness cannot be brightened

by my soft flame.

I need to come in my power again.



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