Dream work

Snap out of it 
You are in some kind of fit 
Why do you clatter your teeth with fear? 
You can not make a deficit by dying 
Since you did not arrive here with anything 
 
As a thing you would be nothing here 
How heavy would it have been 
Not having been nothing after all? 
Something that had to be giving accounting 
To bare the yoke of infinity responsibly 
But by good fortune you are free naturally 
Though you may be put behind bars unjustly 
Your brain is in a vat 
This should be no novelty 
 
Existence by default 
Demands its toll 
And so it seems natural to deduce 
That you have to own up to it all 
Though when you would take a look 
Inside yourself 
Do not dismay 
It is empty for good reason

Being Nothing