The Rainbow after the Storm
As told through my experience.
There once was a terrifying black storm
That lived inside my trembling thoughts
For months, it raged dangerously on
And I was left in a sad blue, completely distraught
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It was a gray warzone created inside of me
Where bombs were crashing down like rain
I melted into the gray confusion
Nothing seemed to make sense in my brain
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How can something start so beautiful
In radiant lights of yellow elation
Bring me to a much different place
Where there is simply no explanation?
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What was once so colorfully beautiful
Has now left me with such anxiety
I really thought she'd stick around
But now I must live with this quietly
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For who could possibly understand
The cold blue misery of when your child departed?
You can't unless you've been there
Drowning in the deep red waters of the broken-hearted
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I blamed myself for the unfortunate reality
As I became utterly arcane
The people I knew could no longer relate to me
They just couldn't understand my pain
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The violent battles that raged on inside of me
The dark gray nebulous sky storming nearer
Lifting my head became too tasking
When all that was left was the dreadful fear
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Every moment of that time was just so very wrong
The world as I knew it had left me amort
I weakly tried to protect what was left of my heart
By using broken materials to build a fort
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I kept trying to move forward in the mass of all this chaos
Every breath of every second couldn't heal my wounds
And I almost missed the beauty that was singing my name
A bright green melody forming a much different tune
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I was surrounded by a pleasant motley light
Gorgeous yellows, reds, oranges, and greens did enter
With bright pinks, indigos, blues, and violets, too
And only then was I able to find my center
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The rainbow has arrived after my dark storm
You, my son, have come to aurify my world
After such a heartbreaking journey
All these beautiful colors mixed and swirled
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My world was forever changed in that darkened memory
With the daughter that I had lost
I had become forever changed in that darkened memory
With everything that it had cost
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Then another change had come about
As soon as you, my darling son, had indeed arrived
With this trap that I created, I was able to break free
Because of you, I became a color that could survive!
About the Creator
S. G. Marin
I'm optimistic, married, a mom, a writer, a reader, an artist. Being only thirty years young, I want to be a published author when I grow up. I hope to help heal the world with my words, for they are quite powerful when used correctly.
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