Dead Man Dreaming

I’m just sleepwalking through my lifeless life Marching at a slow metronome clicking pace Like a charmed chameleon, I mirror others Reflecting their habits and emotions I notice the passing world as a vague shadow Skipping the corners of my unseeing eyes No longer a plan, just a dead man dreaming Awakening each day to broken records Spewing opinionated words, passing time Constructing my dull pointless metrical form Powered by alcohol and pain killing drugs Writing until passing into restless sleep The clock ticking the minutes slowly away While I lie dreaming of me truly living