Realms of Reality.

lost , confused
floating around
in space
no purpose
in thought
no time to save
torn by values
shattered by morals
driven by greed
fueled by evil
directionless
we move
we stop
we move
our descence
into a bottomless abyss
we spiral down
not knowing
the end
we proceed
we bleed
we suffer
our needs
that push
us to survive.


if death is an illusion
then so is life
and all it contains.
all the dreams
we see whilst asleep
how are they
any different from the ones
we see whilst awake
we forget one
and think the other is reality
even the mirror
doesn't reflect me
it shows cells formed into tissues
which finally form a human body
not the conciousness
that looks at the mirror
how could i be a body
when i don't control
the aging and growing
my body has a life of it's own
which isn't the same as my life
my life exists in thoughts
dreams, memories.
the realms of my reality
exist in moments of experiences
the ones i remember
and the ones i dont
floating around
lost, confused

- Salman