Enflamed Alone
Fire…
Burning orange & red…
Like blood…
Spitting into the air…
I sit alone, hiding in a corner of insanity.
Can’t you see me hiding there?!
I suppose I’m invisible to all those who don’t know or care.
I hide… not by choice, but by force.
I wish to be seen…
I wish to be heard…
But I guess I have nothing of importance to say……
I wish to say goodbye today,
But I’m too afraid to go on.
I wish to spark, then fade away…
But I just don’t feel that strong.
Hello…
Rhiannon
10-5, 6 & 11-99
