Literature
Astral Projection
Staring off into the depths of space,
I think about what to erase,
What to wipe from my face,
Leave it behind without a trace.
Stuck alone inside my head,
Laying in the dark on my bed,
Thinking about what's been said,
Letting go of all of the red.
Going to my own peace and serenity,
Knowing this is where I want to be,
A place I know I can be free,
A place I can just be simple old me.
Knowing deep down that I am awake,
I'm just here for my own sake,
Because it is my perfect place,
Somewhere that feels so safe.
Where I am I can touch the sky,
Grow wings to fly up high,
Not wanting to ask why,
Why ask when you can fly?
It's the doorway to m