Reality, what is it really? is it what we know, or is it a figment of time that we don’t actually live? I no longer know, esp when my mind plays games like it did today


Driving my car today, I glance around, checking the mirrors,
Roads, trees, cows, the sky, fields, other traffic,
Clear, sharp, colour, it was all there,
Or was it?
I glance down check my speed,
Suddenly the land flattens, and for a split second,
The land is barren, colours muted, everything gone,
I utter words, as soon as I did everything flicked back to normal.
Thinking I had imagined it, (well I had but you know!)
I drove on, feeling empty, then suddenly,
Empty roads, everything barren, ashes floating, empty skies,
Nothing to be seen for mile’s, I drive an empty road,
I talk, I force myself to listen to the music, sounds in the air,
Then as sudden as it was there, everything was normal,
Car’s rushing by, birds flying overhead, green trees, blue skies,

I drive and drive, I want to stop driving,
But a feeling inside me tells me not too,
Putting my foot down, I pray for this journey to be over,
Silence, I glance over to my husband, everything was normal,
What was my mind doing? I felt no fear, felt no confusion,

Is this the hell I will walk one day?
Whether it’s when I leave this world, whether old or young,
Or was this a glimpse into a future that we will all walk, ,
Or was it simply my mind playing games?
Or was it a true reality we have yet to understand?

Whatever it was,
I am not afraid