[bloody kisses]: 558.Contest Entries.Drabbles - Feb.March - Candle

The flame dances in the invisible breeze as the air husks down on my skin, pressured from the surrounding walls. The flame leaps away from my aura, reverse magnetized like the rest habituating world. Yes, I am a candle flame, my own, forced away from others. A chakra vibrating to its own rhythm, the spasm in the unknown body, I’ll forever be destined. The light it produces … not enough to cast away the dark, and so is minimal, pulsing like a heartbeat. My light is too small to forge away my dark, but is there. Won’t someone find it?