My Rainbow, Alone

When the colors of life fade to darkness . . .

 

 

My Rainbow, Alone

 

Is it sadness when the rain outside falls only when you are awake?

Is it madness when the thunder seems to call your name?

Is it forgiveness if the sun pushes away the clouds?

Is it meaningless to hide away in a shroud?

Is it my time when I see the rainbow far below?

Is it my life when my feelings fail to show?

Is it evil of me to to wish others to fail just as I have?

Is it destruction in my heart torn into halves?

Is it the end when the clouds block out the sun?

Is it the end when my lonely rainbow color's are done . . .

Is it overcome with darkness?

Or just the blackening of my heartlessness?

Only my lonely rainbow knows the truth,

And I am alone in the dark,

Without a clue what to do.

-Gath

 

Author's Note

A sad & rainy night.

Reviews

[Thomas Yarbrough]

A journey of disembodiment, of what ifs with no clear answers, is your astral soul already flying high alive above it's blinding colors? Or only when death comes, and if so, if the rainbow remains down there in the afterlife, then where the hell is heaven? Nice piece.