Time

I walk,

I talk,

I eat,

I sleep,

But am I really here?

I may be alive, walking and talking,

But could I be just a dream?

How can you tell, 

I even exist,

In this horrid little world?

I'm just a dream,

A simple mirage,

Ignore me forever,

Until time finally stops.

Reviews

[Dominique]

:o man this really puts a darker perspective on life.

[seeeker78]

Great, has an Edgar Allen Poe ring to it in some sense, I love the meaning in it, and the question, which I have oft' asked myself :)

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I like this, it is thought thinking, and so dream like.