Out

[Amigo]

I woke up to the sound of music,
Only to realize I was still sleeping.
My body was...
Only my mind, awake.

I lifted my arm to turn on the light,
But my hand went through the wall!
Like I was a ghost...
Like I was a spirit.

I got scared, but I dared.
I mustered all my energy
To lift myself from myself.
To free myself from myself.

And I did.
And it was heavenly.
So LIGHT.
So Relieved.

I thought I was dreaming,
So I flew around to test.
That I wasn't dreaming.
That this for real.

Until it got to a point,
Where it didn't matter
If I was dreaming,
Or if this was real.

All that mattered
Was to go back.
Back to myself.
Back to my body.

Then, it felt like hell.
I felt so HEAVY.
I felt so squeezed.
I was afraid, I was going to die.

So I thought of flying myself,
Back to myself.
And returning myself
Back to my body.

And I saw my body,
Sleeping as if nothing had happened.
I placed myself on my body,
And my body awoke.

I sat there, thinking,
What the hell just happened?
And I concluded,
I went out.

Out of my body.
And went to heaven.
And then to hell.
And back into my body.