come and gone.
all i hear is radiation.
all i fear is penetration.
i want to be alone, no one to distrust, no one to love except myself.
i still scream when i am lonely, my cure for the empty.
and i am happy with this cavity.

go to dream, go to feel well.
awake to flames, awake to hell.

frigidiness is an insulation, however oxymoronic.
these thoughts are not morose.
i am trying to remain pure, respect my request.
carrying shovel i leave this the way i entered.

go to dream, go to feel well.
awake to flames, awake to hell
go to dream, go to feel well.
awake to flames, awake to hell

return to sender, non-apologetic.
i have been cleansed,
purged for their well being,
my seething thoughts have ceased,
a haunting peace now resides.

go to dream, go to feel well.
awake,
awake,

awake i remain.