Escape

Maybe its my mind that's moving, Navigating at my choosing, When each thought is just a step, To find what's lost just so its kept.... Although I seem to sense sensation, I'm confused by it's duration, It seems that certain things I touch, Are dreams that I believe that much.... A slow release as I start to wrestle, As my beliefs free me from this vessel, I reach for stars that surround the moon, Leaving all the scars was my cocoon.... Without a body I can spread my wings, And drift away as the choir sings, I was the hostage inside of me, That's now unbound with my mind set free...