A vibrant mix of orange and yellow dances above the tall wax.
It flickers, daring to go out and leave me in the dark. I don't like to be left in the dark
The dark is a bad place where demons come out to play. The candle provides me the warm comfort of safety. For when the candle goes out, my demon unleashes.
They say i need to take medication, but my trusty candle is all the treatment I need.
I'm only as crazy as the flame, so what if i've killed a few people? What else would i make my candles out of?