Yawning into existence of a slow passive groping through a silent void
Seemingly hours pass as my mind unwinds
In barely a second it has all come flooding back!
Detonating rec-ignition!
"What was is not"
Truth's truth?
A pseudo reality?
Was a button pressed?
A different dawn?
A new reality?
Panic crescendo
Stung with shock
Pounding head
Vice crushed chest
Gasping for breath
Stomach cramps
Pounding heart
Sweat begins to pour
Rising tension
Fully wound
Control or explode

I'm here!
I'm now!
I'm alive!
But He's Not