Shrouded Existence

I am not sane
I do not feel me
everything is like a dream

Where is reality?

Lost in time,
am I alive?

Trapped within misery
in great need of a laugh,
things to make me smile
I'm going crazy within
this horrid dream
that seems never ending

In a tunnel
dark,
no light in view
death calling,
ghosts pulling me deeper

It gets hard
this shroud upon me,
the shard of a mirror
is all I got to reflect upon
but it lies
it's a door way to the dream

Pulled me in to be unseen
my senses not keen
fogged is the beam,
of reality
as it slips away,
the door way
only to be opened from thee other side

No where to hide
I feel blind,
my own world out of reach
I cannot picture the life

Has death taken me already?

I am not sane
I do not feel me
everything is like a dream

Lost in time,
am I alive?

Where is reality?