Life: the beginning

If taken for granted, 

Will leave your head spinning

What started with Death, has now come to an end

As Christ on the Third Day, I shall rise again

A modern-day Lazarus, “back from the dead”

In this case, not literally, but figuratively instead

Nomadic in my ways, as I come and go

In the end, where I’ll stay, I really don’t know

In between dreams and reality, my balance is fragile

Drawn to one side; I must remain agile

I’m not very sure where I currently lie

Do I wake up when I close my eyes?

Is my life an illusion, merely a dream-state?

Are the nightmares really what life is like when I’m awake?

Nothing, it appears, is as it seems

I’d rather stay here, forever in my dreams

Content, at peace, finally at ease

“Darling,” she calls, “I need you here, please”