It’s in my eyes 
I blink faster to wake 
I drift in and out
Of the two worlds I know 

One of truths bent 
Mysteries I uncover in the night 
Where a representation fools me
Into thinking I can 

This place is lighter 
Harder to reach
And rarely do I go there for long 
Or out of choice 

It’s hard to know why I do  
Escape perhaps 
Or the cauldron where my thoughts rest 
Before meeting their reality 

This second place 
Is my waking place 
I am woken by it 
And it’s serious fumes 

There is no denying it’s importance 
As my eyes blink the gravity sets in
My skin rests harder 
On the bed where I sleep 

The haze has gone now 
Eyes peeled head cleared 
I have returned back from my travels 
And the mist of my morning mind