Confused Reality Poem by Clare Fletcher

I get afraid of the eerie sensation of déjà vu
Is it a repressed memory flipping a switch?
Or a combination of things I may have seen,
Mixed with distorted voices from a distant dream.

The peculiar feeling comes out of nowhere,
Distorting all accustomed perceptions.
A sudden familiarity of a subconscious memory,
A vague recollection of feeling that has no name.

It conveys a fear of complex imaginary sensations,
Threatening feelings of imminent doom.
A sense of horrible fear that I've felt this before,
My heart starts thundering, feeling dizzy and sick.

This is an elusive place between physical sensation
and a distorted emotional state of mind.
Am I in some other time and place,
Looking in on the window of the soul?

Mysterious reflections and recollections
Viewed from another time and place
I know that I've heard the same thing
Existed in this very same place

Am I dead? Do I breath no more?
Destined to living things over and over?
Can you be dead when you still seem alive?
Or is it an instinctual reaction to the unknown?

Echoed illusions of jumbled experiences,
Tricks of the mind, duplications of what has gone before.
Paralleled reflections in pools of the mind,
Mingling what is now and what has previously been.

This shadowy feeling happens out of nowhere
An internal experience no one can share.
Science is unable to explain the phenomena,
Coinciding memories and conscious thought.