The Loneliest Girl Impaled with my own desires I stalk  my ego with fingertips The floor creaks under the weight of lust Iillness lights my path The walls closing, closing tightly around my spirit as A silent whisper plots my demise Love devours its young Solitude walks across my breath and into my soul The loneliest girl in a crowded mind with Shades of faint echoes splashing on her bare feet

Copyright 2000 - M.D. Burke