Wednesday, September 9, 2015

All These Stolen Rainbows

All these stolen rainbows,
Glorious as the sun,
Shining on the tear drops
That always seem to run.
All these stolen rainbows
With no place to go,
Gathered in the closet
With all these damaged hopes.
All these burning wings
From trying to fly to high
Cooling in the river
Falling from her eyes.
All these burning wings
Disappearing fast;
Like the way she used to smile,
And how she used to laugh.
All of these golden dreams
She no longer believes,
Because bitter, broken people
Convinced her they could never be.
All of these golden dreams
Melting in the sun,
Like the girl that she once was
And now she can't become.
So much that she can't change;
So much has gone wrong.
So many promised to stay;
All of them long gone.
So much that she can't change,
And she wishes she could go back;
Back to being strong,
When she took no flak.

Stolen rainbows,
And burning wings,
Replaced all her dreams
With things she couldn't change.
 

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