Never Conquering Friendship

Straight-laced feelings being tossed aside, they have no meaning in life right now. Wildly chaotic, running into winds of derision and insincerity, falling never upon my knees. Never asking anything from anyone along the way and at times, not accepting gifts given freely, preferring to be a lone individual without interference of anyone in life. Conquests of friendship meaning nothing, holding hands with lonely destiny, plotting through fate of unreality, riding by, just for the sake of doing so. Scattering thoughts like leaves on windy earthen days, unafraid of their mistaken destinations. Playing idly, confessing to no untoward priest or person, preferring to speak to God in heaven. Loneliness hanging from trunks of trees, like willows falling to their knees in thanksgiving and praise for one more day of existence in this miserable little world. Catching a rainbow suddenly appearing, following and grasping the tail end of it's color to fly away to distant lands I have not yet been to. Lighting the ancestry of darkness with one lone ray of eerie light, maybe losing it's strength as another day closes - yet, maybe not.