
I never really appreciated the sun
And how it introduced orange to a new morning that struggled to escape the darkness
I remember how I first learned to smuggle bits of happiness from the horizon
And tethered myself to the its warmth in order to survive the days
That only seemed to pave the way towards my destruction
I remember, how I always wanted to feel safe……. and chase away the burden of being an outcast
Orange....when I decided to separate you from the rainbow
It was to save you from the " what’s your favorite color?" question that always left you picked last
They picked pink and green and blue but cast you aside
But there is no "pride" without you.
There is no sunrise to idolize at dawn if your colors aren’t spawned into existence
I’m no longer eager to survive
But ready to live a life filled with sunshine



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