I remember the night before
Dreaming of identifing the gold braclet
One with vines in the groves

I remember waking up
Ordered to get into my car
Feeling the chakra's lit up

I remember them beakon me
My number being said
Followed by a Thank God we have found her

I remember the vans
Later finding out they were used
I remember the school buses
This time I found the purpose

This night I was jumping in reality
Where time is blured
I became completely obsurbed

So far what was shown I have found
With the exceptions of the numbers
I was known as a number to a group
And I am homesick

I remember different days.
I remembered the lessons.
I remember my other family.

They called me up one night
The start of it all. It was too much.
I took a fright and became ill.

This poem is for them
For those that loved me
Who still believed in me
And for watching over me

Safe Journey

Just A Picture

All just pieces to the puzzle.