By Ember Nerad
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I am a
raging fire
One that
is haywire
My
emotions blooming
Like a
flower in a sidewalk crack
With
stuff looming
Like the
clouds that indicate a storm is on the way
I’m
afraid like the storm I’m only gray
Oh what I
would give to go back
To the
happy child times with a simple snack
To others
I seem like a light but just know, I am not the light you seek
Especially
with my rebel streak
Knowing
the right and the wrong
My
emotions get put into a song
My
emotions getting expressed in a poem
A warning
so grim
As if on
the surface I skim
Barely
getting by
As
silently I cry
I fought
many battles
Ones that
leave my brain in shambles
Where I
feel I am caught in the weeds
With
those weeds I discover seeds
A chance
to start new
A chance
for a new crew
To find
new life in the destruction
A chance
for there to be less obstruction
I am like
a raging fire
Walking
on a tightwire
I know
that through the pain I will become like the seeds that only open when there is
a fire
They
don’t walk on a tightwire
They
proved you need to go through hard things to grow
No matter
how slow
About the Author
Ember Nerad is a student at ICC. They are studying to be a HVAC technician in the Workforce Sustainability Center. Usually, you can find Ember at home with their nose buried in a book or napping with their cat, Sneezy.