I saw a mirror blink at me,

But I’m the one behind the glass.

All these lives I used to live—

Were they dreams that couldn’t last?

Fingers twitch in sterile light,

But I’m lost in midnight skies.

If this is sleep, why do I feel

Your touch between the lies?

Are we just dreams of ourselves?

Are we just shadows in time?

If I scream, will the echo wake me—

Or pull me deeper inside?

Tell me love, if I fade in the static,

Will you still call out my name?

'Cause maybe we’re just dreams of us,

In a coma we can’t explain…

Monitors beeping like lullabies,

Truth coded in a false sunrise.

Voices speak, but no one’s near—

They’re just echoes trapped in fear.

Wires hum like choirs cryin’,

Every breath’s a glitch undyin’.

And you—my only lucid spark—

Shine like fire in endless dark.

I tried to wake, I begged the night—

“Is this body even mine?”

But all I found was static snow

And a whisper: “Love’s still alive.”

We are just dreams of ourselves,

Trapped in a mind left behind.

But if you’re here in the dark with me…

Then I don’t need to find the light.