Woke up in a dream.
Seeing my soul leave,
This reality like a breeze,
Up up and away.
Floating to space,
Third eye, blind to the physical,
Am losing touch with my body.
The lonely loner gets free in the night.
Day 'n' Nite plays in his ears,
He feels happy through the journey,
He's on a mission to explore,
See the universe,
Experience it all.
Vision is blurred.
He is floating through the cosmos,
Swimming in the stars,
Baptized in fire,
Channel to the frequency of the aliens,
He floats to another dimension.
Colours like a butterfly.
He's in wonderland like Alice,
It's been a minute since the menace,
The rage, Mr. Rager tripping.
Like a leaf leaves the ground,
Feeling the air beneath,
Free in the wind,
Wishing he could be the leaf.
When the wind stops to blow.
Comes down the leaf, falling through a hole
Of reality,
The dark fades, the stars don't twinkle,
The moon fades in the morning,
The lonely loner comes back to the ground,
Hard he falls,back to reality,
It hits him, it was all temporary.
End Of the dream
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THE WILLOW TREE
PoetryIt's a struggle for my sanity through a moment of rage and out of space, psychetry is my build as I layer my truths, it's a journey, the second trip
