The Last Flicker

A candle sits
in a dark corner.
Is time running out for her,
as she lights up her world
perhaps one last time?
for the night is long,
and the darkness heavy,
and she has to burn
herself out,
all night long;

Do you see
how she pours her light,
from the dark stories
that singed her life?
Do you see
how she gives herself
from the burning wick within
that holds her life?

Yes, the time has come.
The darkest stories
must be told -
the last flicker of light,
before her flame goes out,
tonight.