Clarification

Running down the boulevard
My mind escapes the scene,
I do not even notice
How the buildings madly lean.

My, the sun is bright,
I'm sweating salty sweat,
Don't know where I've traveled,
What I've seen or who I've met.

The past is such a blur
And the ground below isn't clearer.
What the hell is this before me?
Seems as though it's yesterday, reflected in a mirror.

I just can't find comfort
And I surely can't relate
To this redirecting road that
Always seems to dissipate.
I've been running too long
And I don't want to wait,
Won't someone please just
Take me to heated Hell's gate?

Then the sun burns out,
I'm dazed and confused:
I never really thought
It would ever refuse.

Then I realize
(And it was quite the surprise)
That the sun had never shone,
It was only streetlights' lies.

Now I'm left in the dark,
Violating, underrating, dumbly deviating,
Missing every mark.
I can't see and I can't hear,
Yet there is nothing,
Never was, anything to fear.

And now, now everything is clear.