I am falling.
Falling,
Past clouds and birds.
I am in control.
Flying through the air.
Flying,
like I've always wanted.
I am free!
Free.
I find myself laughing.
Laughing
And yet,
I am flying in descent.
The ground is getting closer.
Closer.
And I am thrown back into,
Reality.
Reality
That makes you cry,
Makes you regret.
Lasting throughout the sunlight hours,
Reality is tiring.
As the sun goes down,
The time is coming
Where you can escape.
Escape to where
you want to go.
Where if it resembles reality
You can just
Wake up.
