Train of thought - questions

Tired,
lively?
feel
the soul ... it drives me - irrepressible?
I see the night
although it is light
am I happy?
Or am I already dead?
Is it all just imagination?
Why everything black afterwards?
Sleep a death?
That only lasts for hours ...
death a sleep?
Who is there forever ...

I do not understand it,
can no longer see.
Just a dream anyway
an imagination - an illusion.

How should one live?
How is that supposed to come about?

Where does all this come from?
A come and go.
Who made it?
No he not?
Or maybe ... but who created it?
Who started it?
And who continued it?

So many questions,
that no one answers
finally want to know ...

There are only souls
who imagine everything?
The world with its colors
People with deep scars
the past,
that didn't exist.
Because an idea has no past
just a beginning
with hundreds of stories
with thousands of fairy tales,with a million lies ...
and still no truth.