My Mind

My mind is of its own
with pink and blue stars,
yellow and green ribbons,
orange sunsets and radiant, endless miles of adventure
on one single road.

In my mind, I can gaze at the mauve sky
and poke the purple balloons until they pop,
sprinkling confetti all over the field of flowers
until everything is a dirty glitter.

My mind is one of a kind,
with burgundy secrets
and baby blue laughter surrounding me
like trees in a forest.

My mind creates stories of love and hate;
stories of a princess and a prince,
a fairytale ending;
stories of violence and horror, nature and nurture.

My mind creates history;
poetry that thrives off of warped thoughts and disappointments.
Criptic entries in this diary,
haunted memories of a past not so far.

My mind is a beautiful creation,
a whimsical thing, free to roam...
My mind is a part of me
and I am one of a kind.