Eyelids closed in a heartbeat Entering my false reality Like living the dream of a dead Snapshots of a long forgotten past Or a taste of things to be Moving fast, talking loud, living aggressively Reckoning with myself Eyelids open in a deadbeat Entering my real dream Like dying in a faraway land A unity of perpetual grief Or an inevitable road to madness Moving slow, talking not, living numb Losing myself, my mind and my soul.