The Brightest Candle

Pure fucking caffeine rushing through my veins

As my eyes burn from lack of sleep

1, 2, 3, 4, five more hours to go

Delirious with a rush of passionate art

Oh delightful muses keep me awake

Waste me away to nothing

Just words to batter me senseless with

Fill me with your light

Give me the glorious beauty

Keep those drugs from filling me with waste

Give me love without the slicing pain

Give me warmth without the shock of coming in from the cold

Let me die in a flurry of words

Writing frantically all I need to know in order to survive

Ironically

Kill me in an effort to release the words that contain the meaning to my life

And my life alone

The candle that burns brightest is often the first to be extinguished