Rainbow Teardrops

Bright. Pink. Blue. Yellow.

Swirling drops, of colorful rain.

Streaming down, pouring out,

The thoughts of a beautiful mind.

They leave their trail of bittersweet sorrow.

The taste of candy falls on dry lips.

She wipes the tears away, but the colors stay,

Vibrant, elegant, resembling rainbows.

Darker shades of darker years.

Crimson of pain.

Soft grey-blue of hope.

A sunset orange for peace.

This is her life, she's spilled out for you,

Tears poured from her eyes onto the paper.

It's crumpled, but beautiful,

Ripped and torn, but yet complete.

Beauty has risen from ashes,

The tears still remain.

But can't she see their beauty?

Can't she see her own?

The tears blend in with the rain,

As she twirls underneath grey clouds.

Her sorrows present, yet left behind,

As she dances, all alone.

You've seen her rainbow teardrops,

All she has to offer.

They're a hidden part of her,

A secret that's she shown you.

We're Those Ones

We're the kids your parents warned you about,

So many years ago;

We're the ones that played in the rain,

When no one else was around.

We're the ones with messed up lives,

Stories that no one would believe;

We're the ones who helped each other,

When everyone else refused.

We're the kids that got teased in school,

But ended up the bullies;

We're the ones who flunked all our classes,

Not like we ever cared.

We're the ones who everyone gave up on,

Before they even met us;

We're the ones with devilish grins,

That only hide our shattered smiles.

We're the kids that said we would never be sorry,

Never, for anything we'd done;

We're the ones who ended up in that detention center,

Sitting there alone, wanting to go home.

We're the ones who wish we could go back,

Fix some of the mistakes we've made;

We're the ones who are broken inside,

Yet we're the ones too proud to admit it.

Your Dreamer

I was hurt.

I was rejected.

I was hated.

I was not beautiful.

No one wanted me.

I wanted to believe someone did.

They told me what I was . . .

Scarred.

Outcast.

Hated.

Ugly.

Alone.

Sorrow.

But You called.

You saved me.

You wanted me.

You loved me.

You called me beautiful.

You wanted to be my closest friend.

You called me Your Dreamer.

You gave Your life for me.

Now I am whole.

You are my Savior.

Silent One

The rain falls, but she seems not to notice,
The cloaked figure lowers her head;
People that pass by either whisper or stare,
None stop, they just hurry by.

Once in a while, someone will catch her gaze,
They can't help but immediately look away;
Those dark brown eyes, always searching,
Always they look for answers, answers they never find.

Her soaked mahogany hair barely touches her shoulders,
Raindrop streak down her face, or are those tears?
While walking by you see her mouth moving,
But not a sound comes forth.

When it's cold enough, her hood is up,
But still she'll watch you, intrigued; 
You've never head a word from her,
Yet you wonder if she has something to say.

Truth is no one knows, tales are all that exist,
There's one that says she was born that way;
Some say she used to speak,
But none listened and she's been mute since.

I guess we'll never know about this girl,
So quiet, wordless, a mystery;
The truth of the Silent One is mute,
Just like she herself. 

Relief

Pain, but not normal;
No, this pain is worse,
So much worse;
It threatens to choke you,
It squeezes you, 
Every time you move it hurts worse.

Thoughts of darkness,
Swirling, griping;
Anger, so much anger,
It courses through you;
You cannot bear it,
For it threatens to take away who you are.

By now you're screaming,
Crying, shouting;
Relief! Relief!
It's all you want,
And when it isn't given to you . . . are you content?

The anger, the pain,
They will be gone;
Not today, maybe not for years;
But relief will find you,
And with it—redemption. 

Bringing Dawn

The thunder sounds across the plain

He's struggling to gain his feet again

Ahead there rises a mountain

He can't turn back now

He wants this night to end

He wants to give in

He cries out for someone to save him

Can anyone help him now?

Footstep after footstep

Fall after fall

He knows he must keep going

In the darkness her only light is the lightning

Each time it strikes nearer than it was

She can't stop from sliding down to where she was before

So close to the edge

She knows if she gives up it will be her end

She can't keep climbing

She can't stop

She must keep going

Crying out to darkness

Will this night ever end?

The sun is fighting to gain it's place

A cloud cracks, a shimmer of light escapes

A rainbow lights up the dark sky

And it's still raining, it's still pouring

The thunder cracks, the lightning strikes

But the sun is bringing the dawn

Even In Victory

I rein in my horse, and turn to follow the others
But wait, what's that?
Over the sound of victory, flowing through my land
I hear the mourning, crying for their loss
A pang of guilt shoots through me
As I realize what I've done
With our gain I've caused many people pain
With a victory, there always comes a loss
With our rejoices, if we listen
We can hear the people crying
As I ride through the lands I have newly gained
All people do is glare and close their doors
For I've taken something away from them
That I fear I cannot replace
Their husbands, their sons, their uncles, their brothers
Now what have I done? These people were innocent.