Fair Flying

it's been bothering me rising in the back of my mind a trap I cannot seem to escape a timeless, endless rewind; I'm stuck in this box I've created but alas, it's not bigger on the inside Been held captive here for too long my brain's been put on override; perhaps when this is all over I'll awake And blink out old dusty tears and I'll conquer all my demons and I'll jinx away all my fears. 

Watching everything come back to life, awaking from a well-earned sleep. . . Feeling the sunshine. . . Dancing in the rain. . . Being barefoot in the cool grass. . . New clothes & a shift in color. . . New beginnings. . . All the sweet, fresh aromas. . . Falling asleep to the croaking of frogs and crickets, & waking up to the chirping of birds. . . Longer and brighter days. . . The exciting atmosphere of new opportunities and lots of plans for the future. . .