Flight

This was written while I was on a plane. I was kind of an insomniac, but the only time I was comfortable to sleep without being anxious was in the air. This is the result

Being so high,
above the world in the sky.
Lost in peace up with the clouds,
escaping the fighting of the crowds.

It's such a wonderful feeling,
to be above the pain and suffering.
Lost in the joyous bliss...
One can actually rest.

So high...
It's like I'm free and can fly.
No binds...no chains...
Just me without pain.

The horrid feelings I've left on the ground,
Wishing for them to stay there and die in a mound.
I don't want to even land...
So that they come and cause pain again.