Half burnt candle

It is dark and empty
void as it will ever be
and a ray shines, burning
a half burnt candle glimmering
revealing the dimly lit path
half as true, half as farce
being a beacon to
moths and travellers
and they are almost lost too
for their eyes are blurry
of fear, shame and fury
and with nothing else in hand
but a half burnt candle to light the land
and it is a faint hope
that they tried to cope
with, as they walk down the slope.