I reach

I reach for help thinking I may fall

I begin wondering if I get out at all

The fog is covering up what is ahead

I wake up hoping I’m in my bed

I sit up straight looking through the glass

wondering how many hours have passed

I begin to walk towards the window

To close whatever it had to show

But as soon as I touch the fabric

I got carried through in a panic

And up into the sky we had went

It was amazingly fantastic