~Yang Lu, Class of 2025

My souls is rising up
As if I was being taken to heaven
My eyes shut
Inviting the void
At peace
Asleep
But plummeting
Into in my bed
The feeling of falling down a gazillion stories
In a mere millisecond
A feeling of bewilderment
Eyes flying open
“What was that? Where am I?”
And a feeling of realization
And an end
Lids sliding down
Asleep again