Cauchemar

I tell myself everyday,
I'm still okay.
I live this useless
Routine as much as I can
Until it becomes
Unbearable.

My vision shakes,
Stutters like my voice.
Everything is starting
To move too slowly
For me to comprehend.
I try to move but-

No one seems to notice,
As shock takes hold
and runs through
My bones.
I try to think as clearly
As I can, but

It's impossible to tell
If I'm living a reality
Or Dream.
The scariest part
is coming to,
not knowing
anything....

Trying to remember
Who you are
When it is
Where you are
What you were doing
Too bad you don't know

It's like a nightmare.
One that you
Can't wake up from.
Because once it
happens
it never stops.

Just thinking about
Whether or not reality
Is reality or a dream
Starts to mess with
your mind and it
happens all over
again.