[tuning Into The Real World] Poem by Empath In flames

To what form,
Could I release...
As I enter the world,
Of the currently deceased

To float amongst the free zone
I stare through the satin white sheets,
Confused I remain motionless,
Floating in silence.
I see spirits still frozen,
Clinging on to the feeling of fear
Tortured in a cobweb of lies...

“The mind knows,
No bounds....”

“The mind,
Will set you free”

The further I fly,
Soaring through
Conscious dreams...
I fall out of my physical body....

“ As I start tuning into the real world”