by Cole Severns
Burned deep into my insides.
Obscured by a thin veil.
Fleeting hope's eternal torture.
Connection to warmth and safety, unceremoniously severed.
Phoning-in a purpose, an intention.
A free man trapped in a self-made prison.
Haunted by pervasive thoughts.
Loneliness ever present, my loyal companion, my inviting refuge. Discarded without remorse.
Desperate for time to save me.