Pink and Orange
A poem by poet Allison Muncy
I remember those days
Those days where every day was orange and pink
This beautiful hue that surrounded the sky
The world wasn’t clear
And it was beautiful
Days of writing and reading
It was 17 days straight
Of happiness spilling out of my chest onto my hands because there was just so much
It was 17 days of love
Happiness
Inspiration
I never ran out of inspiration
It was a beautiful feeling
Never running out of ideas
Feeling endless bliss
Then the day came
When my anxiety came to visit
He knocked on my door and everything went into a screeching halt
Everything became clear
No more orange
No more never ending happiness
It was snatched from me
One minor thing caused such a catastrophe
A tornado
Coming in to wreck everything
My organs twisted and my heart stopped
The worst of all
My inspiration hitched a ride to the desert
It left me to consume someone else’s thoughts
I’d like it to come back
This isn’t a flexible relationship
We’re committed
I need you there for me
I’m suffocating without you
Have a fun vacation
Feeling too hot for comfort
But don’t worry
I’ll come and visit
I don’t blame you for leaving
I just wish you would have given me a warning that you would disappear
I feel so alone
You didn’t think of my feelings
You are selfish
You can take everything from me
My happiness
My heart
My appetite and sleep
But you can’t take my inspiration