Haunting

And there the dream sits,
Taunting,
So possible,
So perfect
So completely unreachable.
I wish I was still sleeping
I wish I could sleep all the time,
When I sleep everything is perfect,
When I sleep, everything is right in the world.

And so here the dream sits,
Haunting my every thought,
Laughing at my misfortune,
And inability to achieve it.