Spelling out my feelings
Casting a spell.
But there’s no magic here.
Only darkness being Suppressed.
With an extremely bright light
Pointing towards the direction I’m heading.
Concentrated with reflection
The colors coming out of a prism.
Im like a leprechaun chasing the gold
At the end of the rainbow.
After the dark Grey clouds dissipate,
You can see the colors start to
Take shape.