Put Out The flames

The light flickers in the dark,
Soft breeze blows by,
Teasing the flame of life,
To end its time.

Burning on all souls,
The will of each one,
Will determind the time,
Or will be determind by the wind.

Years of burning,
Come through with torture,
Every flame is blown by the winds,
Winds with the power to give life,
And to take it away.

Flames of a candle flicker by the breeze,
Oil by the candle keeps it burning,
My flames had endure the winds of ease,
No longer fuelled by the will to live,
Nothing more left to give,
Shall I put out the flame and feel the cold,
May I remain unjust rather in pain then bold.  ¶ 11:32 PM