In Class

Darkness overcomes my eyes.
Off wanders the mind.
To a place of its very own.
A place where time doesn't exist.

Somewhere where dreams come true.
Where anything is possible.
Never bothered by a single soul.
Always having complete control.

Bright light over takes me.
It all disapears to nothing.
Wanting to return to that place,
Where no one can touch me.

Disapointment over comes,
When I realize where I am.
Once again I feel the darkness.
Here it comes, I'm gone again.

James Stanley Featherstone