Define the Line

I found a world that wasn’t there

Tho it seemed so real to me

I saw words that didn’t exist

Yet I saw it with my own eyes

I had a home that wasn’t mine

Tho I swore it at the time

I found a door that wasn’t a door

More like the guillotine of my mind

And in that swish, oh fateful bliss

The blade and I entwined

A severance, and so I’ve missed

The problem wasn’t nearly all mine

The lefts and rights dividing

Yet I Am one to define,

What is my freedom?

And what is my divine?