i had a dream some few even weeks ago.
an enormous tower with doors on every level; one would not have been able to see the top. looking down at me from the second level; a girl, my-age, green-checkered-skirt, blonde-hair, black-sweater, white-shirt, a-smile. i took her on a tour of my dreams. every one that was ever dreamt.
the top tiers of the tower were dreamless. and old. and dusty.
one door that leads to my nightmares. every one that was ever had. the girl steps through and walks into a large courtyard. of stairs, broken furniture, rafters. no doors; the nightmares reside in the shadows.
she smiles back to me, "i am here for you."
heaven's gonna burn my eyes.