Poetry... Written Thursday, November 10, 2011 at 11:07a.m.
Today, I don't want to go inside.
I want to mingle in the leaves, the wind that blows the trees,
Feel my hair graze against my face,
Smell the sweetness that entices my taste.
Today, I don't want to go inside.
I want to stare at the blue sky.
Watch the mountains' colors etch the horizon.
I want to feel the sun's warmth as it blankets my brown skin.
Feel the happiness it ignites within.
Today, I don't want to go inside.
Inside is where my thoughts are surpressed.
Where I have to focus on, "what's next?"
Inside is where the darkness is.
Where my love and joy have to be dismissed.
Today, I don't want to go inside.
So, I'll just close my eyes as I walk through the doors.
I'll remember the love that the outside gave me.
And as I sit in my inside seat,
I'll remember what it felt like to be outside...
...and free.
-R.
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