Burning

Burning up

Burning down;

Along the spine

I sit there

sat there alone

all alone

and stare into the blue sky

without a blink;

My head is spinning,

My heart is pounding,

I thought I heard a faint voice;

A voice---

coming from far, far away land,

Could it be??

No, no, not again.

Perceptions are tricky,

at a burning state of mind.

Just a wild thought.

No, it can't be.

It's been so long.

That I have been left all alone.

All alone.

Nothing left.

the image is from http://scienceblogs.com/omnibrain/2008/01/loneliness_increases_the_belie.php