My Mind Is…

The silence smothered my thoughts with creeping and strange dreams. How often did I wake with a start from a sleep I did not realize I had fallen into? The delineation between those worlds is fading. My whole life now seems to be nothing but a mad vision. Tell me, who am I? What have I done? Didn’t I have a sword? Did I not once cut and cleave and set right a world? Was I not a king? I can’t tell anymore. I wish I could wake up, but I do not know how to tell the difference anymore.