Fade

The candle barely holds the flame
The walls are a mirror untamed
I am a portrait, lost in smoke
Afar the wind I evoke,
Though it's hard to dream,
I hide behind moon's beam,
I see no door, but still
I'm drawn to the window's sill.
Where are you, my hope?
Unless I have you, I can't cope
With anything inside, I am weak!
I lose myself in my seek.
The air is gone, my lungs sleep
The space is more than steep,
I cannot breathe, I am in need
Of waves of light, can no one see?
The night calls me, but I will not be
Drawn and drained till I'm no more
What I used to be before.