"Get up"
"No"
She opened the curtains
I tried to fight off the light

"Get up"
"No"
She dragged away the duvet
I curled up against the cold

"Get up"
"No"
She pulled the black cloth from the mirror
I screamed at her to stop

But it was too late
There it was
The face
My face
But not my face
A happy face
Smooth under the eyes
Perfect nails
Clean wrists
I couldn't breathe
It was choking me
My eyes hurt
Was I crying?
There were no tears
There was no water
Left
In my body
Its body was smooth
Its body was perfect
Its body was healthy
And so was its mind