The End of the Rainbow
Remember the days when we all felt free
Back in the days when we were happy as can be
Not a worry in the world,where all our dreams came true
When we believed af the end of the rainbow was a pot of gold
Those were the days when we were maybe 5 years old
Days became weeks,weeks became years
The next thing you knew happiness became tears
Joy became sadness and pain
Addictions turned our tears into rain
What we once believed to be happiness and fate
Soon became sadness and hate
Dreams became nightmares and darkness
Alcohol and drugs covered up our heartbreak and righteousness
Our smiles faded and turned us to sin
Our addictions made us believe we were happy once again
The people we believed to be our true friend
Turned on us and it came to an end
We covered our pain with lies and dope
We then began to give up all hope
As children we dreamt of a wonderful life
Instead as we grew we felt like we were stabbed with a knife
The peace and joy we once felt
Ended up being the hand we were dealt
Accept the person you are
One day you will become someones shining star
When your days come to an end
You will see who was really your friend
Copyright © Beth Keenan | Year Posted 2021
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