Wraith

I’m awake and it’s the dead of night.
I push back the curtains of my domain
to see the light.
Nothing fades to gray.
Nothing that matters, anyway!
Cold darkness grips,
vice-like and firm.
I witness the apparition,
the idol form.
Will I bow or break?
Is this the ultimate reality,
or is it fake?
Take me to your leader...
But, make it swift,
my days are numbered,
unlike yours...