Emotional Suffocation...

...as I lay in bed, pillow over my head
Dawn's light is just starting shed
Tight, so tight I can't breathe, I fight

I am a candle, tall with a long wick
Intense flame, the room is cold, windy
Flame whips violently, round and round
Burning the wax fast and down

I kick, I scream, I wale about
Doesn't seem like there's any way out
The wax like life spirals down and down
Leaving a pool of hot wax to surround

Soaked with sweat, tearing with fear
Could this be it, is the end finally near
Down and down the flame burns the wax
Until there's nothing left, no candle to burn

The wick burns the wax until it has drown
Snuffed out by the wax and life around
As the wax hardens the wick into its deadly tomb
The last of the smoke signals its doom

I pull the pillow off my face, keeping tears at bay
Feeling like a once tall candle that's seen its last day