You’re like a matchstick.
You came quickly and loudly and though it took some time
Once I caught, I burned to no end
I was a beautiful candle and I could not breath without you
Then one day you stopped lighting me
I was not enough anymore.
I was melted and you wanted something new
At first I let myself die, I missed the fire you gave me
You think you got away with this but now I’m back and alive again.
I molded myself into something greater then even before
I found I don’t need you, Boy you hurt like hell but i loved you
But because of the pain i have to thank you
And maybe one day you will see what you did not know
I could have kept you alive
But now you have burned out and no one wants you
I can still burn and I can start over again and again
But matchstick there is no new life for you
M.A.P
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