I am a rainbow the world has yet to see.
It comes for me with a stench of decay; an attempt to stamp out my spark.
Awakening to turbulent grays and browns crashing against the walls of my mind, awaiting sweet release; the rising tide threatening to break free, enveloping all in its path.
An external façade of faded lavender and peach, mild and unassuming to hide the yellow of my cowardice; the ever unattainable “authentic self”.
The internal sea of rich golds and reds, woven together with deep sapphire with a hint of fuschia; my tapestry of collected experience.
Beneath it all lays the darkest onyx, a swirling hole of despair and broken dreams; forever battling to overtake the colour within.
Never succumb, never submit; never again will the dark steal my light.
My rainbow will shine even without the rain; will there be anyone left to see it?
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