Dream Or Reality

I am awake. my eyes are open
but something feels off today.
these images – have i lived through them
or is my mind playing tricks on me?

is this my life? is this dream or reality?
i'm insecure. i don't know what's in front of me.

each step i take might lead me into
a maelstrom of memories.
i look for help, my senses fail me.
how do i deal with uncertainty?

i can't discern dream from reality.
two worlds have merged,
so what is in store for me?

the path's before me but i can't find my way.
i want to move but my feet won't leave the ground.
these illusions are nothing but obstacles,
preventing me from doing what i want to do.

i won't allow myself to lose control.
i am the master of my own world.
what i recall are lies my mind creates,
the foreign matter i won't tolerate

they're all the same, dreams or nightmares,
are hindrances in my way.
and i won't rest until i've found them,
until they're shattered to see things clearly

no, i won't rest, until they're gone - again.

i won't allow myself to lose control.
i am the master of my own world.
what i recall are lies my mind creates,
the foreign matter i won't tolerate

there they are! i will get rid of them.
it's finally time to say: “distorted reality, be gone!”

i won't allow myself to lose control.
i am the master of my own world.
what i recall are lies my mind creates,
the foreign matter i won't tolerate

the dreams are dead. i am completely free.
nightmares have left my plain of existence.
my wounds are healed. my focus is regained
determination is now my companion.

dreams are a construct of the mind.
the answers lie in the present.