MY DREAMS ARE MY REALITY

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JAMES VERSUS GAMES

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Published on September 4, 2025 6:32:17 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g7OENoSFaU

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Yo, the static's loud, my skull's a thunderdome, a frantic fray,
Thought I knew the script, but now my sanity's gone astray.

Lines blur, facts churn, every truth feels like a venomous lie,
This ain't no waking world, just a nightmare under a hollow sky.

See the shadows dance, they ain't illusions, they're the realest threat,
Daydreams crash the party, leaving chaos that I can't forget.

What I dreamt last night, now it's breathing right in front my face,
These vivid fictions clawing, tearing up my mental space.

Faces shift and morph, familiar features turn to grotesque masks,
Every voice a whisper, feeding paranoia, fulfilling its tasks.

Buildings melt to liquid, asphalt's breathing, pulsing, dark and deep,
Is this the world I walk, or just the promises my demons keep?

My mind's a labyrinth, no map, no compass, just a twisted path,
Every turn a dead end, caught in its relentless, swirling wrath.

Echoes of old memories bounce off walls I recognize no more,
Trapped in this cerebral cage, banging on an unseen door.

I fight the phantom logic, wrestle with the truth I used to own,
Fists up, swinging blind, at the seeds of doubt my mind has sown.

Aggression boils within as the confusion starts to take its toll,
Losing grip, losing sight, losing pieces of my very soul.

Who built this prison? Who's the architect of all this dread?
Am I a puppet dancing on the strings inside a phantom head?

Is this a test, a torment, or the ultimate reality?
Every single concept shatters, screaming, "Who the hell is me?"

Eyes in every corner, watching, judging, from the unseen crowd,
Whispers mock my struggle, screaming secrets, piercing through the shroud.

Isolation's crushing, no escape from this internal fray,
Every mirror's shattered, reflecting fragments of a broken day.

So don't approach this vessel, don't you dare to probe my fractured mind,
You'll drown within the madness, leave your sanity behind.

This ain't a puzzle, sucker, it's a hell I navigate alone,
My reality's a battlefield, where only chaos claims its throne!

My thoughts are a mosh pit, a violent disease,
Daydreams bleeding into grim realities.

The lines get blurred, truth's a damn mirage,
My mind's a warzone, a crumbling collage.

Static in my cortex, synapses ablaze,
Logic is shattered, lost in a toxic haze.

Can't tell real from phantom, the vision's so bent,
Every damn notion, aggressively sent.

Whispers in the dark, now they're screamin' out loud,
Fantasies manifest, tearing through the crowd.

The nightmare's awake, it's breathing my air,
A tangible terror, beyond all repair.

My skull is a labyrinth, no map, no escape,
Walls built of madness, distorting my shape.

Every turn's a dead end, a prison of thought,
The architect's me, and my freedom is naught!

Is this the concrete, or just a projection?
A simulation's glitch, a fatal infection?

My eyes lie to me, mirrors betray,
Questioning every damn word that you say.

Don't peer in the shadows, where my demons reside,
The chaos I conjure, nowhere to hide!

From fragments of doubt, to absolute dread,
A monster is building, right here in my head!

The world in my skull, it's got its own laws,
Defying all physics, ignoring all cause.

I'm just a witness, observing the twist,
A puppet of madness, with a clinched, furious fist!

So tell me again, is this truly the light?
Or just another illusion, consuming my night?

My grip on the concrete, it's starting to crack,
Step into my brain, there's no turning back!