Along the Fading Line

I walk along the fading line,
Between reality and dreams.
Now this edge is in decline,
And nothings as it seems.

Where illusions feel so certain,
And reality seems pretend.
I'm caught behind a curtain,
When the line begins to blend.

They tell me to trust my dreams,
One day they might come true.
But when I pull apart the seams,
The fantasies begin to skew.

These delusions start spread,
And the limits keep on fading.
Steadily taking over my head,
As the distortion is pervading.

Any mark has disappeared.
It's gone without a trace,
And the line has been smeared.
There's empty in its place.

I walk along the fading line,
Between reality and dreams.
Now I'm looking for a sign,
For nothings as it seems.