Dream or reality?

There’s nothing I fear the most than my own destructive self. Everything is going downhill these past few days. I can’t even differentiate which one is reality and dream anymore. I remembered how I mentioned “I’m confused which one is reality and which one is a mere dream. I know this is only a dream but I’m still trying to grasp what’s real and not.” more than five times to those faceless people in my dream. I’m getting more dangerous than I can admit to myself. Somehow I feel like everything I think of in my dream can come alive in reality and likewise. It’s no doubt why I’m scared of myself and my thoughts nowadays. All those whispers are consuming my mind and the only one that’s salient enough is my own demon’s voice. She’s trying to consume me not only in reality but in my dream now too. It’s exhausting having to live with her voice in my head constantly. Her vociferous voice conceals my own helpless pleas of help. I’ve been chained down by her taut claws having no energy to reach out for anyone’s hands anymore. When will everything end? When will she leave me alone? When will I be saved? Please save me.