Firefly (Intermission) - Varien

Feel,

The freezing wind slice against your cheekbones

Cry,

Till your throat is raw and your eyes dry

Feel the warmth of the sun

Around your skin

And scream at the top of your lungs

We live with our guards up

And our words up, veiled under a mask of infamy

We speak loudest when in silence

Only wordless, are we true