Pillow Thoughts III: Mending the Mind

by Courtney Peppernell

I keep myself distracted all throughout the day with coffee and books and things that make me drift away But always between every heartbeat no matter what it is I do I am constantly thinking of you

one day when I have courage, to tell you I want to be more than just friends.

I think about holding your hand, drinking coffee in bookstores, and keeping that heart of yours forever.

I love notes left on windowsills and lipstick stains on coffee mugs.

Show me your love; talk about your dreams. There is beauty in the chaos of living.

I wish for someone to look at me and lose the next thing they were going to say.

I get butterflies every time someone says your name

the only person I want to be with is someone who wouldn’t ever want me to be anybody else

At least for one moment in your day I hope I cross into your thoughts

You are the last thing I see before I go to sleep. I think about how you looked and what you said. I think about the day we shared and moments we connected.

I know I overthink too much, like my mind is the sky and it explode...

Life is a conductor, and you are running your hands along an instrument in an orchestra so big it’s easy to get lost among the strings and the notes. But a beautiful sound is never lost in a crowd. Who you are is louder than you think.

We wish to have more nights where signs come to us like fireflies lighting our path in the right direction. Sometimes darkness settles for long periods of time. But there is reason to darkness, and in some moments, we can find our path even without the light.

Words look different on pages than in your mind. On pages, they sit quietly, waiting to be read. But inside your head, they’re screaming, angry, hurting, bleeding red.

Self-Care for the Mind

there is beauty in beginning again Starting over in a new day Creating a better you, for a better way

I’m learning to love myself, especially the thoughts in my mind.

You left me in pieces with a broken heart now there are so many reasons I don’t trust anyone who says they want me forever

sometimes the greatest act of kindness is to say I understand, and I support you.

I am in awe of the way you live even with all these dark thoughts You are brave in the way you begin again each day

Some nights it’s as though the moon has fallen, and she is throbbing in my chest. It’s as though she is crying out for me to follow the stars, but I cannot see through all the darkness.

Words become trapped in your mind if you don’t free them. Write them down, speak them, share them. Even if nobody reads the words or hears the words. They need to be freed.

Loneliness comes from getting lost in your own thoughts

You are a warrior made from ghosts of all the people you’ve been

I wish it were that easy That fear disappeared with the tide each day

I am afraid of ignoring warning signs and red flags and finding out I was right

I remember thinking of you in colors bright and bold.

You have not failed on the days you draw the curtains across your window.

There are many things I have been broken defeated afraid but more than that, I have proven to be bold strong brave

eventually someone will walk in and they will want to know you more and more.

Sometimes life feels like the last step on a ladder, falling into nothing. It feels like moments explode into fragments and force your heart to disappear.

More than that, we fear the reason they left. What if it was our fault?

Let your wings spread far and wide Fall in love even when it brings you to tears Live courageously alongside your deepest fears

It’s not my intention to hold you back. But rather to push you to excel.

I’ve tried to send all the doubts into the darkness.

she only realized that life is meant not to restore what was but rather to create something new and move forward.

You are a beacon of light with dreams to fulfill

Mistakes do not define you lessons are to be discovered And often when you read poetry there is a little bit of magic uncovered

Nobody else has that power. In your life story, you are your own hero.

I hope you do more than just survive. I hope you act boldly without apologizing for who you are or the things you love.

shelf. I am the storm before the reward. I am the battle, force, knife, and sword.

hold on to your dreams. Without imagination, the excitement of possibility is lost. There is so much wonder in dreaming. Hold on to your imagination.

Maybe it’s about trusting yourself Especially in the moments you fall

In her absence my mind feels like an attic destined to grow dust

We thought we were in love lost in days filled with thoughts of each other

Only you decide How your story must be told Be daring, be bold

Soothe your racing thoughts by reminding yourself life has a funny way of working out

Show the world you are a dreamer a thinker and not just another face

One of the best things about writing is imagination. It’s diving into feelings and experiences you may not have had and immersing yourself in a world of wonder.

When I close my eyes, I am flying. I am a rocket, taking off into the sky. I am the earth, orbiting the sun. I am a comet, blazing through darkness littered with tiny sparks. Like the doubts in my mind, gravity pulls me, trying to rip me apart. But it’s been far too long, and every day I have been growing stronger. I will no longer allow people to bring me down. I will defy the odds; I will keep seeking the universe beyond.