Grasp the Apparition -

Return to conscious

A brief sigh of regret

The events that occurred

Nothing more than a dream

I lie awake contemplating

Watching the hour hand

As it crawls reluctantly

In endless circles

Go through the motions

And brood the sunlight

Waiting for night to arrive

So that the next musing can begin

Falling forever

This world is not real

Run from your fears

This world is not real

I hope it’s not real

Wake up startled

Sweating, heart racing

Expecting to see everyone

And everything still here

How could something that felt so real

Just be in my head

The realm of reality

Ruled by failure and death

Why even wake up?

Return of the fallen

This world is not real

Grasp the apparition

This world is not real

Why can’t it be real?

This wasteland goes on forever

Every way I look

Endless horizon

Structures change form

The end of gravity

Time shattered the aeons

Faces shift shape

And nothing is real