Take it or lethe it

i stared into the abyss
and it back into me
i found it to be a mirror
of my true identity

i’ve looked through scrying eyes
and saw my kin
standing where the great demon
lies within

on this plane
it is an astral fantasy
life is a guise
death’s mockery

are my dreams
an existential gift
or are they windows
into a dimensional shift

they might be memories
from a forgotten past
so i’ll drink from the lethe
oblivion at last