I never want to wake up from this dream.
Its reality is my fantasy.
A world where I am safe.
Safe to feel, and to smile.
And to be anyone I want to be.
I adorn my crown with jewels.
Green-eyed and envious, I steal my vital treasure.
Breaking my promise to never be a thief
like all the ones that have hurt me before.
I am worthless and speechless and breathless.
But in this world, I am fearless.
Less is more, in every possible sense.
And I am happy.
Truly happy.
For the first time.
As my lips stretch across my face into a smile,
my demons creep out from their hiding places.
Behind sweet memories and my deepest thoughts.
And they take the lies and the pain,
that I worked so hard to keep out,
and turn it into a dagger,
with a blade as sharp as my tongue.
And as they stab me with my flaws, I awaken.
My demons are still there.
The real world is a nightmare.