I'm not afraid, just a coward. I don't want to step forward or back.
The connection is a lie. Something I made up; something I long for; something that is nothing. I have a lonely rainbow with no light, no hand, no voice, no witness. Could I show it to you? No one has yet to see the color. Maybe you have different eyes like I imagine and pray for. This image of you is like a shiny blue box; the keep of my thoughts and secret touch of a song that has no skin and no name. What monster I have conjured to distract me from the pain that I'm used to!?
What a half of silent scoring in the desert that is not a desert; the ride going nowhere; the wings of imaginary Goddesses; the lies that need telling; the heartland with no heart.
