In a world unreal, where edges blur,
I drift through life, an uncertain blur.
The colors fade, the shapes distort,
A surreal landscape, my mind's retort.

I'm caught in a realm, detached and strange,
Where reality shifts, and perceptions change.
The familiar becomes distant and unknown,
A fragmented reality I call my own.

The world feels hazy, like a dream undone,
Disconnected, I search for a sense of the sun.
I grasp for solidity, for something real,
But everything wavers, as if it can't be sealed.

Time slips through my fingers, moments disarrayed,
An ethereal journey, where moments cascade.
Faces and voices, they all merge and blend,
I struggle to grasp the fragments, to comprehend.

In this altered state, I question my existence,
Am I here, or just a figment, lost in persistence?
I yearn for a tether, an anchor to hold,
But the ground beneath me feels untold.

Yet within this detachment, a flicker remains,
A spark of resilience, a soul that sustains.
Through the foggy mist, I find strength anew,
To navigate this realm, to find my own view.