I was buried alive in a faded rainbow of my fluorescent goddess... the lady of the black star who haunted my diseased mind. In moments of clarity I prayed for her to save me... I saw her on the coffin walls dancing in the glow of the neon lights that radiate from her throne. I longed to bathe in its colors... to feel their warmth and joy. She did not come, I died alone, my last thought being: does my goddess dream of me?