Talking to my self ....

I wrote this late one night after i had a dream where i was talking to myself.... I asked numerous questions... Wrote down the ones i remembered and this is what came out of it... Is it poetry?

I think I may be going crazy?
No scratch that... I know im going crazy
None of it feels real anymore
I cant distinguish fact from fiction
Right from wrong
Love from lust
Where do they cross
Can they ever dance together beautifully?
Are they a doomed tragedy
The Romeo and juliet of my life
Yeah maybe
Will my questions ever get answered?
Will I wait forever ?
I know im alive but i feel mostly dead
Does any of this makes sense ?
Yeah I must be going crazy.. You know how i can tell?
...Im in an empty room talking to myself

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Yes this is definitely poetry.. And pretty much reflective too! The things you mention, most of us have gone through this or are going through this (I know I am) but I also think that these are unanswered questions.. I can relate to this.. often you feel dead inside but have to pretend to be alive..
This made me think! Good write :)