My hell of a nightmare ?

I laugh then I cry yet I do not know why, are there tears of glee or gloom in my eye..amidst a misty haziness I sleep as I lie, within my chimera lullaby..

Yet as I open my eyes only darkness I see as I try to dechiper my mystery, of puzzlement and perplexity.. my dillusional dreams are baffling me..I tread upon textures that are tussled and torn as I hear Cockerels crow on the crack of dawn, they cut like a knife that leaves me feeling forlorn..Oh why am I wandering worryingy, please somebody wake me up from this reverie? My hell of a nightmare where I yearn to be free....

But my brain is a box of bamboozlement, lost in a labyrinth of misrepresent..My sanity is suffering one hundred percent, in the early hours as I slumbered and dreamt..Such a passionate playwright of a lover’s lament..I arouse from unconsciousness with discontent..