Tired eyes rest up for the night,
And my senses drop me from a great height,
Showing nothing and nothing showing,
With my inner demon\u2019s strength ever growing,
Falling deeper, deeper I fall,
Into a land where there is no rule,
Welcome to the world of dreams,
Where nothing is as it seems,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
Stuck in this forever dreamscape,
With all my major insecurities getting raped,
Over and over and over again,
Like a jealous ex-boyfriend,
Maybe in life, I\u2019ve just taken too much coke,
Or I just don\u2019t get the punch line to the joke,
In a psychedelic trance like state,
Paralysed body, a mind full of hate,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
Big scary monsters, lurk in wait,
Kissed with poison lips, it\u2019s just a part of their trait,
What the hell is going on?
And who is singing that song?
Constant problems racing on highways in my brain,
With the biggest one forever changing lanes,
Trapped in a sub reality,
With no such thing as a technicality,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
I don\u2019t know the difference anymore.
I travel down this route just like I did before,
Not knowing who or what to trust,
Mixed emotions anger, fear and lust,
Trapped in psychosomatic fits,
Inside this dream I fall to bits,
I scream to wake up, but it falls on sleeping ears,
As I try to defeat my deepest fears,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
Flying high, I drop in the sea below,
On a sinking ship, I already know,
Hidden so very dense,
Words no longer make any sense,
Shadows in the corners of my mind,
Rubik like puzzles, treasures to find,
With my soul as my one and only mentor,
I go on this demented whirlwind adventure,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
I awaken halfway through my sleep,
With my eyelids fluttering, still in deep,
I see clothes half dishevelled,
But my mind tells me it\u2019s the devil,
A sudden jolt and a slight panic,
With my breathing going manic,
I realise I am awake,
And that my eyes just made a mistake,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
Back to sleep, I seem to go,
As my head sinks into the pillow,
Magical stars, this galaxy farce,
Travelling somewhere in between Venus and Mars,
Maybe it\u2019s the future I see,
Or hidden messages of what is bothering me,
It comes to me with no finesse or precision,
And I see it all through kaleidoscopic vision,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head,
My alarm goes off, and I rise from slumber,
Out from the woods and hidden from thunder,
And my mind rests for the first time that night,
No more panic, no more fight,
Or at least not that I can\u2019t control,
Half awake, half asleep, life returns my soul,
And as obscure as it all seems,
Maybe true reality is hidden in our dreams,
Whatever it is, alive or dead,
Awake or asleep, it\u2019s messing with my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wrote on 03\/05\/2021<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tired eyes rest up for the night,And my senses drop me from a great height,Showing nothing and nothing showing,With my inner demon\u2019s strength ever growing,Falling deeper, deeper I fall,Into a land where there is no rule, Welcome to the world of dreams,Where nothing is as it seems,Whatever it is, alive or dead,Awake or asleep, it\u2019s…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-213","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=213"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":270,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213\/revisions\/270"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=213"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=213"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tdp.mtse.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}