My Retreat

where i go in my head when i am stressed

The walls collapse,

The floors disappear.

Then I look past the rubble,

And there is an oasis.

Waterfalls pour into pools,

And bathe in the silver moonlight.

The tall trees create a canopy.

I walk into it timidly,

Afraid of waking up.

I sit under the largest tree,

And try to memorize every detail.

Then it begins to vanish.

The walls reassemble,

And my feet are on my floor again.

I open my eyes,

And I'm in my bedroom.

The oasis is gone.

Until next time.