Bipolar

I am a mere candle burning at both ends
Till the wax becomes morose and non-existent
I shall continue to burn though not always brightly
Nothing can truly ever extinguish my flame
Till the dying of the light appears on my horizon
Till that day comes I shall continue to burn
My wax melting away slowly till I am no more
My mind the flame of my candle
Melting away my soul, the wax of my being
The being that one day shall see an end
To the pain
To the horrors
To the world
To the light