Life As An Unreal Dream

I wake up again today,
A new day.
Yet nothing has changed.
Confusion, a clouded mind.
But, “everything’s fine.”
Delusions, hallucinations.
Every way, everyone turned
Into something I can see,
I just don’t know what or who to believe.
Disturbing thoughts, conflicted feelings.
Real and unreal beings.
Do I believe what I’m seeing?
Untrustworthy sight,
I’m in an unwinnable fight.
Promises of help come,
Memories undone.
There’s no problem,
There’s many.
There’s no cure,
Not any.
I wake up again today,
A new day.
Yet nothing has changed.
Besides promises of help.
But can they help me really?
I don’t know if I believe
Because I live life as an unreal dream.