#WritcoPoemPrompt114

"So tiring days", I said, with a feeling of heavy weight on my soul,
Those days in past, my impatience was gnawing, with a sorrow untold.
Leading my journal to grow at par with its goal,
With adding impatience to hyper grieve,
To one day when I implored before savvy night to save,
I prayed with both hands fold,
For a due respite from my burdens and for a moment of peace,
For an effect unknown I desired for a gentle shower,
In a moment I felt as light as feather,
Three hours later at night I saw a rainbow's bright arc,
Though depicting sinister mark,
As the bow stretched wide, the timid me screamed in terror,
Accompanied by a malice smile,
And a chilling tide an arrow crossed a mile,
Due to an enchantment, I followed it, alike fate of a prisoner,
I think without a better choice,
Through eerie woods and twisted domain,
Where singing birds laughed at me causing a haunting refrain,
With no actual green
Now after a...