Lost in Space (Poem)

How can someone who burns so hot be so cold? How can something that feels so right be so wrong? It’s like I’m lost in space and I can’t go home The further I drift The hotter I burn The colder it gets The more I yearn For something less painful than the stake in my back I can’t relax I can’t look at myself This can’t go on I’m still trying to make sense of it I can’t make amends to it