Wake up, You're Alive

Wake Up, You're Alive
 One night a while ago I had a crazy dream
 That shady beings were probing my mind with a laser beam
 The pain was high octane, ten times the intensity of a migraine
 Enough to drive somebody insane
 My physical frame was paralyzed- the floor was sanitized
 The instruments they used were sterilized- but the terror lies
 In the fact that the metallic walls were covered with many eyes
 That watched as they probed my insides and analyzed
 They weren't aliens because their faces were invisible
 More like chameleons with a nature that was mystical
 Completely irresistible mind control
 Trying to mold my will to theirs and redesign my soul
 Slicing me up like cold cuts- I was broke up
 If I could I would've spoke up but they had me yoked up
 And then I woke up- choked up- my spine and bones were tingling
 Awakened from a nightmare to find my phone was ringing
 All of a sudden I heard a thunderous roar
 He busted through the door before my feet hit the floor
 No time to stay patient- with great haste I raced
 And slipped when I tripped over my Play station
 My green bean bag broke my fall
 As I groped for the wall, behind me I could sense His open jaws
 The smell of his breath was hot sulfur- not kosher
 I yelled as he crept and got closer
 Knocked over a vase, no space to race with him
 Shocked over his pace, I was face to face with him
 Envisioning my imminent homicide, dismemberment
 Collision with impenitence personified with grim intent
 A sinister smile, a foul grimace
 Particular style of a menace, the image was vile
 I was too subdued to struggle, woozy from the tussle
 Wanted to choose to hustle but I couldn't move a muscle
 I was hurting, I thought I was a goner for certain
 Then I looked and saw the sunlight through the corner of my curtain
 At this point, I thought he would devour for sure
 But he just stood over me for a half an hour or more
 As the morning flooded the bedroom I could see a little better
 But his face was still obscured by a black hooded sweater
 Just then, it must have been an illustrious gust of wind
 That thrust him into the room's other end
 My physical felt rejuvenated
 I opened the door, the whole house illuminated
 By the sunlight, my chance to bounce- I hesitated
 Because something just wasn't adding up- it resonated
 Dedicated to go back and get some better data
 Feeling heavy weighted- yet it was like I levitated
 Over to the corpse, my thoughts had escalated
 I took off his hood and I was devastated
 So now let me state it: what could it be?
 The dead villain in the corner of my room? It was me!
 I fell back surprised, cried, lost all my drive
 Looked over at my clock it said 6: 55
 As I tried to make sense of what I'd just survived
 A voice from outside said "Wake up, you're alive"