With anger and passion I wept and I bled

The rainbow began and the first tear was red

The second was orange as I cried away my health

While you stole my crumbling sanity with cruelty and stealth

Your jealousy cried me tear number three

Green drops spelled out why you tortured me

A blue tear for last year's summer skies

Raining severed bonds and whispered goodbyes

For my lost inner peace I cried indigo tears

Replaced by inner turmoil, lonliness and fears

By the end of the rainbow my tears were violet

Reflecting on memories, now the laughter is silent

And for my rainbow I found a use

I tied it round my neck and made myself a noose

Death by sucide, hung from her rainbow made of tears

Death by suicide, aged 17 years.

09/23/2002

Posted on 09/23/2002
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