Complexion (Poem by Brandon Immel- April 26, 2015)
Shouting up to the sky, I think we need to be wise. The man appears. "Kid, you need to be ignorant."
They always say, Ignorance is bliss. But what may be the reason why. Is it problems can't be fixed?
I don't know where to go, All this time going with the flow. Now I see empty spaces everywhere, Take me somewhere.
Wake up from the nightmare. The midnight creaks in the floorboards. Looks at the mirror and stares. Stabbing my reflection 12 times.
The dark clouds to carry me away. While many candles bring me back down. But candles burn out. I burned out.
Carving words in legs. Marking the times that make this life hard. All the times anyone gave up. Pulling up the card.
Wings clipped from age 3. Keeping me where everyone says I should be. Believing in dreams. Helping others complete theirs.
I pushed out of this nest. I can do what's best. I want to reach, or fly. Leaping out to the sky.
Happiness is a treasure. It's kept away. The feeling being severe. I don't know what to say.
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