The sky is blue
Unlike my soul
black from anger
from heat
from hatred
It wouldn't go away
Why?
Must I suffer
burn inside
no help
Must I?
The world is beautiful
The sky
The waves
The stars
beautiful
All of them
Not me
I suffer
I burn
Alone
Why?
The trees
laugh
they're happy
they giggle
talk
whisper
to me
sitting here
Alone
burning
Why?
So close
so far
the stars
the waves
the sky
running
from me
Why?
Must I burn
Must I?
The wind
screams
in my ear
as I sit
Alone
trying
to quench my fury
my hate
my fear
my burning
All by myself
yet so close
to help
The waves
sparkle
come up to me
but slip away
so close
so far
must they slip away
and leave me
to suffer
to burn
alone?
The sky is beautiful
the wind
the trees
the stars
the waves
the pebbles
in the water
splashing
ever so quietly
not disturbing
my torture
my burning
the help
is far away
so far
so close
yet they stay away
as I sit here
Burning Alone.
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