Sometimes

Sometimes
I am not happy
with my dreams,
with my world,
with my God.
Sometimes
I wonder,
what would it be
like
if
things were different,
maybe even opposite
to those
which are now.
And I’m scared
to death
with this thought:
‘maybe
This isn’t my life…
Maybe
This is just a dream
dreamed by
my wicked creator
whose trying to
give me
the weirdest life
he can ever dream of’.
And than
reality comes back,
strikes me
like a thunderbolt.
I am awake again.
The tea brake is over.
Did I drifted away
or
maybe
visited for a while
that place,
which is
on the other side
of the mirror…

© Pawel R. Tomal