Arson
In a peculiar place
Part of me crying out
Yearning to be noticed
To be appreciated…that human part
The thing that makes us male or female
The part of me that the world sees
anonymous company
A masquerade ball
Fantasy game
Naive and unknowing
Opening up for miscues
Trampled for hope lost to truth
Willingly risking sanity’s edge for love
Going all in lends passion in droves
Parts of whole lost as reality comes
Heart squeezing suffocation
That familiar home
Burn it down
Hitchhiker 