Dead Or Dying

Who turned out the lights?
It's too early to be night.
The clock has just stuck three,
It's afternoon by me.

Where did everyone go?
This room has lost its glow.
It used to be so clear,
But it seems like nobody's here.

Am I running through a dream?
I can't seem to shout or scream.
My fear is running high
And I think I might just die.

Why do I seem to be fading?
I should be marching, parading.
I need to escape this dream,
And let in a pearly moonbeam.

I'm feeling tired and weak,
I cannot gesture or speak.
I'm already dead or dying
And there's no point even trying.