Flying Away.

       I had another flying dream last night. This time I felt like was trapped. The dream began with me curled up in the fetal position on a table in a large classroom. The room was dark but wasn't to dark which made the room look blue; just after the sun went down. I woke up and I see this man sitting on the teachers table in front of the chalk board. He looks at me and walk towards me. I jumped off and flew towards the window. I tried to break the window with my foot but it didn't break. The man slowly follows me telling me that I can't escape. I flew out of the room, down the hall and into the basement. I felt more trapped then ever. I flew to another window and try to break it. It wouldn't break either. I started flying around aimlessly with the fear of being trapped in my mind. I woke up wanting to fly away.


"There's a place that I go
That nobody knows
Where the rivers flow
And I call it home
And there's no more lies
And the darkness is light
And Nobody cries
there's only butterflies

Take me away
A secret place
A sweet escape
Take me away
Take me away
To better days
Take me away
A hiding place."

- Natasha Bedingfield: Pocketful of Sunshine