Rainbow

I remember I saw a rainbow in my dream once. Rainbow.... I kept saying that word over and over again. That was a faith. Faith spoke that magical word; I was just a mouth, nothing more. Oh, who put a spell on me? I use to walk on colours before. Red way took me to the forest of redemption. The green use to be my shelter from the mind storm. Purple, that wonderful purple. That was the colour of my smile... Golden yellow shone on every person I have met. But now, it's all gone... Where is the rainbow? I can't find it... And the rain starts to fall again. All these colours melted in grey. Why you put a spell on me? I am blinded. Give me back my rainbow...