J.H.Byron-Nuel

The Burn

Sensations creep throughout my soul.  Excitement gives way to fear.  The Burn awakens a sense of dread.  The Hole inside is the Whole of me.  As I feel the Burn begin broken angels fall at my passing.  All is black, nowhere is the light to be found.  Sudden fear freezes my blood.  The Burn incinerates my Soul.  Trembling is the only sign of life.  I scream for salvation; SAVE ME FROM THIS FREEZING FIRE!  My flaming Soul soars through my hazy thoughts.  I am the one who waits.  I am the one who feels the Burn.  Why have I done this to myself?  I just want relief….  I just want to sleep….  I just want to be released.