So far away
do I want to go or stay?
Loneliness is an envelope -
a slippery slope.
Is there any light up ahead?

So close that I can’t breathe.
The fire – it burns hotter.
Burn me, consume me –
I need your flame.
I can’t leave.

All around me –
the community that I see.
Loneliness in my rearview
it gets more and more distant.
You be the driver now.

- Alicia LaJoie