burning sensations

[cacian]

it burns
it lingers
the thought
that mingles
inside
it singles
sensations
of pain
it never goes tame
it lets
unsociable
tense
whenever it frets
it goes over fence
jumps the deepest
cleanse
and timidely
trench
anothe blow
offence
it's a tremor
a trash
under pressue it's
crash
it finds when
it clash against
its own rash
it burns
it lingers
but it no longer
feels
the mind's whithered
fears
and
I wonder
weer how long
till tears
fade away
and peace
is over this tease