‘Thinking’

When I get bored, I like to think So hard I drown in my thoughts; I sink In these moments, I feel so deeply vast My brain recollects things, hidden in the past

I become so very lost and detached -my soul a solitary creature, my body an empty sack I travel through, time and space to a comforting, yet scary place

You could never wake me, however hard you try, Take my body, but my heart will not abide.

- Anya