Flickering

Reminds me so much
of a story i wrote
a long time ago
that tells of a person
who in the struggle
against life itself
displaying a great deal
of spirit and perseverance.

Now it felt like
i've come to the point
where i became the character
i once wrote about
ironic in one sense
and no in another
after all who else can write better
about yourself than you that is.

I felt like a flame
trying so hard
to just keep on
burning, burning.
Losing the fire,
losing the steam,
i guess i'm just
cut short this time.

Am i seeking
for a piece of santuary
or salvation perhaps?
The answer lies within
and then i note
that it'll have to be found
before my last light
burns out.