Climbing up at my dreams
Riding on a rainbow
Seeing the world from top to down
The wind is blowing cold on a rainbow
Rainbows having uncomfortable edges
Nobody is sitting beside me on the rainbow
I’m sliding back into my loved and hated comfortable world
rainbows are treacherous if you try to climb them and flee the everyday life. It only is possible when a loved one climbs from the other side the same moment. Then balance is granted.