Jumbled

what's this floating above my head?
is it a dream or something to dread?
hopefully it's not a nightmare of pain,
misery is just as worse, yet it matters nothing less,

time will stop and repeat again until the answer is the end,
the moments lost, as done before, are similar to the found,
though my agony lays in the bed of the dead
my soul will continue to rise above the only thing that keeps me alive

ambition,
the meaning in a lost dream,
clench your fists and raise them high,
the worst you can do is fear to die,
yet this road maybe shaky,
who is the one that will show me the way?