"Followed The Rainbow"
I followed the rainbow--
To the end.
What I found out,
I had to mend.
There was no gold,
But a heart.
It was ripped--
And torn apart.
To tell the truth,
I had to find out.
What this meant?
And what it was all about?
The heart was red--
With lots of holes.
But it was dead--
And had no soul.
The heart was split,
Into two.
This heard didn't know--
What to do.
One side was love,
The other was hate.
Which comes first--
Was a debate.
For it was hate--
And that needed to change.
For it was fate,
To have this re-arranged.
I followed the rainbow--
And what I saw hurt.
The truth was....
The heart was dirt.
But this had changed--
And turned to gold.
The heart was mine,
Truth be told.
Shay-Renee
©2007
"Someone closed to me once said: 'Just because your heart gets broken, doesn’t mean that it stops beating'."
— Shay-Renee
