Face Of Deception

I am so tired, but I just cannot sleep.
I try to open my eyes but they stop me.
I think I may not get as far,
Or anywhere as close as I need to.

Maybe I have already got there
And my eyes are not showing me yet.
Though I don’t know if they mean to help me,
Or if they mean to break my resolve.

Or could it be that I was always here
And the journey was all in my mind?
And you’ve been leading me all this time,
Or have I been leading myself?

Whatever the reason for my discontent,
If it be fact or fiction, or both
It will never be over when I am here
And you cannot be here by my side.

My mouth may never speak the truth,
And my ears may hear only lies.
And my feet stalk in riddles and my hands grasp in rhymes,
But my heart will never die.