sometimes when I'm off alone
someplace that won't exist no matter how I try
you look at me as if I were some kind of ghost
reaching out to touch
to prove I am tangible
you can't feel me.
You don't realize
I am your saviour
I am your love
I am your sole judgement
I am your goddess
I am your angel
burning with hate and despair
burning with unwelcomed compassion
for all those I can never aid
and as I feed the blaze with my
(hatred)(empathy)
I am setting clouds alight.