Lonely Thoughts

I prance on sparsely ground I stare at clouds abound I twist my words to rhyme I scream at all that chime I brace myself for pain I shrug it off in feign I dance in tones of time I sway to all that mime I beg it all to fade I find a way to wade I shriek my voice to sound I shrink inside my pound I carry it with gait I wonder at the hate I delve into the deep I force myself to sleep I stare at it with hope I find myself still dope I hover at the well I touch the sky to tell I jump at all too soon I wait my turn in tune