The Mirage Dream Following me around (a sonnet)

There was a newer world I entered once;

We always flew from one place to the next.

Blinked an eye and there I was; no distance;

The mirrors disguised me, I felt perplexed.

I want to leave - is this the afterlife?

The trees they told me there is no escape.

A storm took away an effortless life;

Trapped in the shadows I found no escape.

Glimpses of the past - is this a coma?

Why, I remember a sweet aftertaste,

But this was no euneirophrenia;

Surrounded in the dark, a nightmare taste.

Dawn brought a long forgotten dream in vain -

Before I knew it I was there again.