I Just Want To Wake Up

I Just Want To Wake Up

When at first it began I felt like I was special. Like I was somehow better than others. But the problem is, when you begin to control your dreams it comes at a price. Firstly, you grow tired. Without your mind playing everything out for you , you control what you are seeing, you are in charge of making everything happen. So instead of letting yourself rest, you grow tired. Then it became my norm, I always felt tired, it was a worthy sacrifice so I could live out my own realities in my head. I walked up to the girl I liked and I kissed her, and she kissed me back. I could fly, or jump miles at a time, I could walk on water. All I had to do was deal with being tired. Soon though, I couldn't fly, or be a great person, I was no longer some superhuman deity. I was just a man in a world. One very similar to my own.

Now I can't know for sure, it was either December 28th or May 15th.The day that I could no longer tell the difference between dream and reality. Everything was too similar. I can't trust anything anymore. I don't know what world is mine anymore, which is real and which is dream.Try as I might I am no longer able to discover which is true. I am now living two lives. Where one life stops another life begins. I want to go back to who I was before all of this. I cannot take this any longer. So I have written this note in both worlds. And I will find out for sure what world is reality. If I die in my dream I will wake up in the true reality. If I die in my real life I at least will no longer have to endure this torment. So I bid you all farewell, and I hope beyond hope that you are the dream.

~James Alexander Finch~