Mystery

Is it real or a dream
how to figure out,
that it is milk or the cream.
Doors are open,
but the curtains are still on,
windows are closed
and the glasses are black.
Footprints are on my way,
they are disappearing
and I am getting afraid.
Suddenly..!
A hand is on my shoulder,
it's big and heavy,
pressing down my shoulder.
The hands are on my eyes now,
Lights are stopped,
rays are trapped,
someone is playing hide and seek.
Who's he..!
I want to know,
why is he playing with me,
tell me my lord.
This is a mystery to be solved,
all the secrets to be hold.
A game to be finished
and the truth to be ruled,
in this world of liars.