I'll Bury Everything You Cant Handle

I sit here, watching the wax role off this candle.

Reminders of what you once promised, "I'll bury everything you can't handle."

I've been thinking alot, heres the deal, it's a catch-22.

What if what I can't seem to handle... is you?

Would you bury yourself 6 feet deep, to make everything alright?

Gasping, drowning, delusional, with no sign of light?

I know if I made that promise to the person I loved, I'd do what's right...