She fell asleep and dreamed of paradise.
She was clothed in stars and her happiness was a tattoo.
She floated with strength and dignity because this young girl was wise.
She skipped above the clouds for her heart was light
Her eyes sparkled with surety .
For she lived in the future
There was nothing to be anxious about.
Her joints never hurt
Her chest never ached
There was no bodily pain
She couldn’t even remember their names
There were no tears hanging from the brim of her heart.
No threads left undone when God wove her into art.
“It is finished”
And it was good
But when she woke up,
She felt her eyelids burn with tears.
She knew it was a lie
She felt her mind lose itself
She touched her ribs and still felt pain.
Then she looked in the mirror, her face had stains
Being in her skin still cut deep
Dried up tears
She had been crying in her sleep.