Chimera

I lost my dream-
or I have been lost in it.
It was a dream of a dreamless dreamer.
It was like rain falling into the endless and
bottomless sea.
It was me-
The one who wandered in the land of the forgotten,
In that God-forsaken heaven.
I wish I could sleep more-
so I could dream more.
And as I wished my eyes remain open,
And I heard the loud silence.
Sleep walks all through the night,
And hides from the daylight.
Which is the waking world, I am not sure.
Maybe the one that was imperfect yet pure.
Maybe it was the beautiful and perfect,
or maybe it was the life after death.