The Name

Somewhat untraditional, but I hope you will find it fascinating.


Why have they left me
On this strange cold evil place
Left to die alone

Meant to do great things
But they abandoned the hope
Leaving not the key

Just bones left at last
The bones of something special
Never recognized

What is my name?
Bright flashing white lightning bolt type thing shapes happening  then a fuzzy vortex with an opening appearing cloud like with wavy lines as in a primitive drawing of water, sort of either coming from the cloud vortex opening or in front of it. This is what was seen when the eyes were closed and the question was asked.