Dark Rainbow Poem by April Humason

I broke free from the pot that led
To the end of my dark rainbow's dread.
Heartbreak's red, once corrupted my soul,
In the orange cottage, he took control.

Endless striking, a tormenting reel,
His yellow stick, the mellow apologies unreal.
A fearful day, no green to show,
Mean pain inflicted, my agony would grow.

Every day, he grew older, beating me blue,
Leaving scars and memories I can't undo.
But most haunting, my last day's sorrow,
Staring through the indigo window, dreading tomorrow.

Silence arrived, a chilling despair,
Vanquished to violet, in the snare.
My rainbow has no gold, just a mold,
A reminder of you, cruel and cold.