HALLUCINATION

Hands on my head as I look around,

Why am I acting like an idiot and clown,

Why is the world swirling like a merry go round,

Is it drugs, trauma or wound,

I was in a blood soiled battleground,

Saw a mob and a strange man with hair brown,

All eyes darted on me like blood hound,

Tons of emotions make me feel drown,

Wish to end it and get it resolved,

Starting from beginning, a door was found.

While racing to door, attacked by bunch of night ravens

As I enter, I see a mirror showing my worst reflection,

Of my body showing scars and abrasion,

Broke it with my fist while tears blurring my vision,

 Until finding myself tumbling to battleground near basin,

Coming to present, all eyes on me at attention,

Prepared and me as target for invasion,

I suddenly woke up from dream not worth mention,

Indeed, a vial that caused my HALLUCINATION.