Answer:
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I hold two people together but touch only one.
What goes up and down, but does not move?
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear.
I am a cave full of bones and the house of a worm.
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.