It's a late night
Sitting on the couch
Not a sole around...
An alert dings
Signaling the end
The end of a year...
Admiring all the sweets
From all the years
One stands out over the rest...
Sixteen candles
Casting shadows
On the cake of life...
Each representing
Trails and Tribulations
From three decades...
Tears dripping down
Extinguishing each flame
As flesh surrender to their burns...
The gray candle snuffs out,
Years of lonliness in seas of people
Exiting the pyche as it grows dark...
The yellow candle flickers off,
As the blinding light fade away
The path of purpose is revealed...
The green candle grows dim,
Sense of confidence flowing out
Overcoming fears and anxieties...
Sixteen candles
Casting shadows
On the cake of life...
Each representing
Trails and Tribulations
From three decades...
Tears dripping down
Extinguishing each flame
As flesh surrender to their burns...
The orange candle flame suffocating,
As the voice echoes over and over
Silencing all the helpless thoughts...
The white candle is next to fall,
A light revealed end of a tunnel
Shining truths on all the lies...
The red candle dies next,
Acting as acetaminophen
Eliminating all the pain and suffering...
Sixteen candles
Casting shadows
On the cake of life...
Each representing
Trails and Tribulations
From three decades...
Tears dripping down
Extinguishing each flame
As flesh surrender to their burns...
The brown candle must be next,
Giving peace and resolutions
To all the anger from the past...
The purple candle goes out,
With kindness and grace
Covering cruelties in the world...
The blue candle is knocked out,
Showing competence and skills
Killing every discouragement...
Sixteen candles
Casting shadows
On the cake of life...
Each representing
Trails and Tribulations
From three decades...
Tears dripping down
Extinguishing each flame
As flesh surrender to their burns...
The hardest ones are next
The crimson and pink candles,
Taking contemptment with it...
The navy and peach candles,
Fields of joys growing in grounds
Killed with the famine of Depression...
The beige and maroon candles,
The next ones to go,
Allowing the disaster cleanup to begin...
Sixteen candles
Casting shadows
On the cake of life...
Each representing
Trails and Tribulations
From three decades...
Tears dripping down
Extinguishing each flame
As flesh surrender to their burns...
One final candle remain
The largest and brightest
Working hard to overcome...
Taking the support and love
From the friends and family
Accept the freedom from God above...
The black candle finally gives up,
Scrubbing clean the life before
Ending the suicide crisises...
