The Hamlet Project

What you are has been made clear to me
I know you are immaterial
A veil
Between me and reality.
I know you have kept me
Blind and deluded
Laboring under false pretenses and impossibilities.
I know everything you told me was a lie
That everything I felt was unreliable
That everything I saw was colored with gauze
And not what it appeared to be.
You are a dream
From which I have awakened
I know there is no substance
No material
No there there.
I know I know I know
But don’t go.