In another world,
I have sky blue cotton overalls,
I dance among the clouds,
Singing with the birds who keep me company.
The ground below is a rushing flurry of green as we soar above grassy fields.
We come across a meadow and I gasp at the dazzling display of colors.
When I open my eyes,
I am back in this world.
Where she is still yelling,
He hits me till I bruise and bleed,
And they are still laughing.
My arms and legs are sluggish,
But I must complete my homework,
Lest I want to get hit once again.
But when I my eyelids droop,
And my head hits the mattress,
I am in another world.
My hair is no longer matted,
Instead, it is softer than silk.
My skin is no longer rough and scarred,
Instead it is smooth like a sea shell,
Glowing softly in the evening light.
My clothes are no longer dirty and faded,
Instead I find myself in a white satin dress shirt,
With polished black shoes,
And Smokey gray dress pants
Topped off with a red velvet button up vest and a ash gray bow tie.
I am standing in a evergreen forest dimly lit with fireflies.
My prince charming dances with me under the moonlight,
Sharing a sweet kiss,
Unaffected by the taboo of kissing a boy.
But in the end,
I always wake up.
I will see the tan moldy walls and grungy sheets.
I will wear the same beaten and worn clothes I always have.
I will go to school early to clean the sharpie insults off my desk,
Only to be bombarded with spit balls through out the day.
When I get home,
My dad will give me bruises,
My mom will make me wear a dress,
And my wrist will bleed into the sink.
But I am not ready to wake up yet,
So I cling to my partner,
Burying my face in his pine scented chest.
I never have dreams.
For me, the true Nightmare is waking up.