Corrupted

Looking up, I saw the rainbow in the crowd
Like a breath of fresh air, like the ray of hope
It was an aberrant occurring, almost unbelievable.
Don’t trust the happiness, they said.
Because it was just a empty bubble of hope,
Bursting to reveal the same old harsh world.

Different took a new meaning, a belief.
I knew it was a con, yet the urge to believe was strong.
To revel in the short-lived glow of acceptance, Before being crushed by the aberrant rainbow
That was being malleated into the stereotype.

They’d been a revelation,
Never trying to mould,
Never sneering , never judging
Accepting, even liking the creature for what it was.
It didn’t matter that I was an alien
From a planet far away,
Or that I was as different as could be.

Then fate got to them, sticking her ugly head in.
Reached them the whispered, ugly, hissed words.
And twisted them around in their heads,
Slowly unravelling all the good.

Black ink dropped, leaked in slowly
Blotting into every nook and cell.
Slowly turning dark, the light snuffed out.
The rainbow fading as the colours evened out.
Into the same black nothingness
That covered everything else.