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.