Once upon a brightly shaded bow
She sought wearily to find an end
When suddenly came a wild tornado
To the start once again she did descend
Anger now grossly consumed her
Little strength she had to start again
She looked for a definition through a blur
No gold could her weary eyes see then
Tired and weak she tenaciously bore
Her heart heavy to reach a futile goal
She trudged on for many miles and more
Till the glowing amber warmth caressed her soul
Now mellow had become her rainy mood
As more apparent came the brilliant light
Some bright ideas had occurred
On how to carry this endless daunting fight
She began to grow envious of song birds
That periodically flew across the sky
She sang her lonely words
And hoped that soon, She too would fly
She smiled as she was almost there
Her long last powerful ambitions grew
That would free her from repeating this despair
Through the airy vend of violet haze
She witnessed beauty begin to grow
Intoxicated by lavender's scented maze
She knew it was the end of the rainbow's hue
She gazed back at the manufactured prism
Realizing it was all a big disguise
For she had been trapped in a prison
Color blinded by love which was built on lies...
THE END
