Rainbows are suppsed to be a promise
That nothing evil will come your way.
A begining like the smile of the dawn
in a fresh new summer's day.
but not every rainbow is as gold as an angels' kiss
not every promise is kept.
You don't always get your wish.
Beneath the laughter of happiness
Hides a shadowy plane
Its a place that lives inside of us.
a place that has no name.
In that land of desolate despair,
amid the dark and stormy clouds,
are rainbows of misery.
the wounds they feel can never be replaced.
Standing in the rain the droplets feel like tears.
the thuderous boom of hopless pain
Echoes so very near.
Not all rainbows end in a pot of gold.
a black rainbow of misery
Is the worst sight to behold.