Burning Heaven

A chilling silence, My world of nothing. Can you hear it? My place to hide, to escape, Never looked so good. A numbing emptiness, My realm of solitude. Can you see it? My place to think, to reflect. Never appeared so good. A comforting darkness, My kingdom of seclusion. Can you sense is? My place to imagine, to create. Never seemed so good. A kindly obscurity, My empire of isolation. Can you perceive it? My place to hear my own thoughts. Never felt so good. My calming death, A planet of loneliness. Can you imagine it? A place for the damned, the wretched. Never been so horrible.