Trap my body, Free my mind

My body is trapped

My mind is free

The spirits that swirl from my body

must flee

and feel around me

the air that they plague

a mystical sense

so close and so vague 

like the fog of the morning

out of reach

yet so near

what might I grab on to next

as I tremble with fear

But I must accept this harsh feel

Reel it back 

Again and again

catch and release

The spirit of Ben