Hallucinate My Reality

I know when its time to let my mind slip away.
Under the control of the unknowning.
Temporary paralysis.
The body sleeps.
But your eyes flutter.
Rapid movements beneath the tireless flaps of skin surrounding them.
I want to control the hallucinations.
 I want a tiny bit of peace.
An island of perfection floating deep within my white matter.
Palms begin sweating, hands shaking.
A fiction reality so close to be real.
But the everlasting barrier between truth and reason is drawn so thin.
Impenetrable by all forced Godlike.
I awake to my tangible life.
The abyss of night engulfs my sight until I focus on the outlinings of fruniture and objects though impeding.
I take a deep breath, ready to fall back into my fantasy.
I see him.
Standing over me.
His eyes merely peering apon me.
But so controling.
Hands cold as ice shoot down and grasp their way on my neck.
I thrash with no effort of freeing myself.
I feel my head explode with the fear of death.
My island begins to sink and i can no longer control my dreams.
Or even myself.
All i had left were seconds.
I then awake, gasping for the oxygen I was deprived from.
Throat burning.
A faint light of a candling illuminates the room.
I desperately search for him but he's nowhere to be found.
I didn't realize I was only having a dream inside of a dream.
A nightmare.
I beg myself not to fall back asleep.
My body heavy with the need for rest.
I let temptation take over.
Only to find I am thrashing once again.
And no way to stop the torture.