Perfection.
Expectation.
Rumination.
Repetition.

^ Why she thinks she'll never fly,
Tossing, turning -
Waiting to die.

She has potential,
I wish she knew.
The anchor of depression
is the only reason she never flew....

Not in life she never did,
But after death her soul lifted.

Intellect fully restored,
In the place beyond this place,
There is no such word as a "closed door"

Paradise finally.