I Burn

I am awash in words, in meaning and feeling

To drown in out, I choke myself on reasons and reframing

It is not what you think it is,

I tell myself

You are not who you think you are,

I urge myself

You do not know what you think you know,

I will myself

These sparks, this joy, though, will not fade

They burn in the flood of perspective and doubt

A light in a storm that has no happy ending

But the light is me, and it is all I have

These frames are hollow and offer no shelter

This telling does not keep me dry

Soaked to the bone, I burn and burn

Alive