Softly Fading In And Out

Poem By Perfect Fool

Dreams
So vivid
Of nothing
Full of
Nothing

Life
Living in reality
Dreaming in reality
Reality living in a dream?
Nothing

Days
Fading into one another
Time passes
Over my head
I'm in
Way over my head

Boundaries of state
Crossed
Dreams being realized
Lucidity
Trampling over my thoughts

The smoke rises in the sun
Am I dreaming?
I can smell the smoke
But I don’t trust my own senses anymore

What day is this?
Have I woken to this?
My head sleeps on
My eyes are open
I look but I don’t see
Nothing

Days
Softly fading in and out
Dreaming of tomorrow
Yesterday
Settle into the night
Prepare to dream
The dreaming stops
I'm awake
I'm sleeping
No dreams come
Empty sleep
Normality

Am I really alive?
Am I even here?
In my next dream I'm dying
Dying to see if I feel at all
To see if my senses come back to me
I don’t know what’s going on anymore
Happy haze of passivity
All I know is that this isn’t real

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