Morpheus

As she lays her head to rest, her eyes gently close and reopen to a garden of yellow tulips. Yellow, the color of friendship is essential to my life. The color yellow runs deep in my veins because I yearn for friendship. I've always been told not to care what people think of me. But in fact, I care too much. I'm too deeply invested in the thoughts others hold. I want to be cherished for the pureness of my heart. I long for nothing more than a smile and a warm hug. Instead I am suffocated by life's gripping force. Yellow keeps me safe and unharmed. Where ever there is yellow there is hope and a promise that it will all be okay.

A sense of importance is all I ask, tell me I am not a meaningless waste of space. Tell me if I am making the best of the cards I am dealt. Mom, am I making you proud? Dad, why did you leave me?These questions are ones I cannot answer myself. They are for everyone else to answer because I care so deeply about your opinions of me.

As I open my eyes its hard to depict what was real or just a dream. Within a few minutes, I am able to recollect my thoughts. Some dreams are sweet others are sour - that makes for a great dipping sauce.

-Darian, xoxo 😘