Was It A Dream
Was It A Dream
As I woke up in the night
I had a feeling,
Something is not right.
Even though everything seems alright,
But why my eyes are heavy and sore to get at.
Was that dream real,
But why was it so ordeal.
Was it my nightmare,
Or is it my nightmare.
Déjà vu is the only feel
That I can grasp onto,
Anything else would seem like
The sound of unsound mind.
Why I can't breathe,
Why am I getting anxious,
Why I couldn't move,
Why my body had frozen like
An abstract picture of a rose in pose.
I wanted to shout out,
but all my words choked me out.
The only sound that flew through the air,
An uncanny eldritch song,
Is it from the blackbird singing outside the fair.
How could this betide,
Because I remember
I slept on my bed at the night tide.
Slowly my eyes closed again,
To make me fall out from my dream again
And then,
I sat up quick gasping for air to suppress my lung pain.
I was wheezing and breathing heavily,
Just then I realized that
I was only dreaming inside of a dream surprisingly.
I had just woken up
Or had I,
Or is it my illusion baring me up again.