Cool Blue

Ossified, tempered and cool blue
He's looking at me so confused
His ticker, a monolith, bewildered by a tear

So unfazed, flat and unknowing
He’s angry with me just for showing
A red thread of wild emotion
Punch drunk by my mood

What good is a heart if it doesn't bleed?
Is he stuffing it down so tight he can't breathe?
What good is a heart if it doesn’t heed
That hanging omen
Shining to show you, inevitably
The sadness you don't wanna feel?

Totally sober, cold and unfeeling
He shudders when I start revealing
My weakness and when I need him
He'd rather hidе away

You could lead the blind
To that levee deep insidе
But he won't have the tools
And you'll be an alien
In a foreign land, again