Calm, broad strokes of blue
Slowly fill the pristine page
Shades of cool color

My eyelids shut, my mind begins to race
The thoughts I've pushed away unveil themselves
My mind has a mind of its own

One million thoughts are keeping me from sleep
They bloom and burst behind my blackened lids
My mind has a mind of its own

Welcoming the faded pictures, gray and soft around the edges
The pulses shrink to glowing flickers
My mind drifts off on its own

to hold hands with the future undaunted
to grow taller and reach, reach
farther and faster than i thought possible
to make a truce with my gripping fears
and leave them behind
to instead embrace the unfathomable
to turn the corner
instead of turning to stone

frayed ropes of blue, green, red and violet
knotted together
keeping me safe from the world
cracked sunflower buttons fastened
against the autumn breeze
holding your hand
as i crunch through the brittle leaves
i will treasure it forever
because woven between the strands
are lilting memories that transport me
to a time before overthinking
and unnecessary words
when the only thing to worry about
was tying my shoes
and kissing you goodnight

Steam curls from the cup
My cozy morning habit
Sip after hot sip