Grasp the Apparition

Return to conscious
 A brief sigh of regret
 The events that occurred
 Nothing more than a dream
 I lie awake contemplating
 Watching the hour hand
 As it crawls reluctantly
 In endless circles
 Go through the motions
 And brood the sunlight
 Waiting for night to arrive
 So that the next musing can begin
 Falling forever
 This world is not real
 Run from your fears
 This world is not real
 I hope it's not real
 Wake up startled
 Sweating, heart racing
 Expecting to see everyone
 And everything still here
 How could something that felt so real
 Just be in my head
 The realm of reality
 Ruled by failure and death
 Why even wake up?
 Return of the fallen
 This world is not real
 Grasp the apparition
 This world is not real
 Why can't it be real?
 This wasteland goes on forever
 Every way I look
 Endless horizon
 Structures change form
 The end of gravity
 Time shattered the aeons
 Faces shift shape
 And nothing is real