Dreamgame

Adam fell into a deep dream
But no one ever told that he has woken up
That he has woken up I haven’t heard
The time is up. I’m growing old
My cellstructures decompose
But finally I wake up
Tears are running down my face. that’s a dream
Now I understand
It’s a neverending game in a neverending dreamtime
I´ve had enough. it makes a fool of me
My dream — goodbye. homecoming of the Self
Holographic time I wipe it away
The space around me fades away
Homecoming of the Self
A shot. a pain in my stomach. shedding my blood
Life’s going through my mind
It hurts. no clear thoughts. I won’t survive
Looking at the bloody knife
The time is up. I have to die
Fear, panic, than a cry
But finally I wake up