Past the Line of Sight

I'm teaching myself to blur the line. Distorting Depth; reality Firing tiny bullets, no one can see. Changing life to one dimention. You breathe the air I breathe. But you can't see what I see. I am. But who am I? I think Breathe But do I exist? Am I real? Hardly. I'm teaching myself to change the tides. Dwelling hell; fantasy Thinking little evils, invisible things Seeing life in forms and colors You see what I see, But you could never ever believe You are. But not me. Control Losing But never again. Raining? Always