Unexpectedness

I opened my eyes,

I felt like I was dreaming.

It's like lucid dream,

but I knew it was reality.

If I could explain,

it's like something stole my identity.

It's like an entanglement,

which I secretly enjoy yet fear.

I think I enjoy,

feels like a gateway to answers.

I know it's scary,

because of false perception and reality.

I know it's unreal,

yet it wants to show something.

I gasp for reality,

yet reality doesn't come by reaching.

I sat back down,

with darkness and listened very carefully.

A love hate relationship,

with me myself and my mind.

When it dies down,

I stand on the other side.

Impossible to comprehend,

and impossible for self-empathy.

And all that's left,

an empty feeling of a dream.
As I stand opposite,
how ridiculous I must have been.