An overwhelming sense of peace
washes over the tops of the trees as they
dance in the same cool breeze
that lifts my spirits.
Carrying leaves and pollen and mute colors
through the air around me as I
slowly inhale a beautiful shade of
pale orange. I let it
flow through me, calming the current of
blood coursing through my veins relentlessly.
My fingers twirl in the wind,
graceful but curious, seeking something
solid to grab hold of.
The sky looms closely to the tops of
tall buildings, threatening to collapse and
send the structures crumbling
to the ground. All the stars hide shyly
behind the low purple clouds casting
a filmy layer of mystery and doubt across
the lid of the world.
Corners filled with darkness are
too inviting to trust;
shadows twisting and bending
at the will of any light I can find,
and I wield it as a weapon against
the unknown that whispers of swallowing me.
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