#WritcoPoemChallenge
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before my spirit bolts like a shooting gun.

Feeling the butterflies flutter inside,
as I take in the gorgeous view of our home.
Slowing down against the air, allowing myself to glide.
Going wherever my heart takes me, letting my soul roam.

The stars in almost perfect clarity,
Inspires me to dance and sing.
My mind and spirit enjoying the complete lucidity.
Becoming more than just dreaming.

Pain don't exist here, in this dimension,
Just me, the stars and my wings.
I don't dwell on the loss, or the disproportion.
Up here I forget that I've ever been suffering.

I realize that I created a space within my mind,
That's better than being awake and vulnerable.
Exploring the spiritual plain for the ability to rewind,
Even if I'm logically aware, it's impossible.

Closing my eyes from within my dream,
I can feel myself starting to wake,
Instantly able to feel my bed surrounding me.
Keeping my eyes clutched together, praying for a mistake.

pJust that fast, the visions disappear with no trace.
it's time for another day,
Wondering how much stress and pain I will face,
awaiting the moment that I will again, fly away.