In Dream Or Out Of It

One layer after another follows Silent colorless dark hollows Can’t extricate from the scenes dimly lit Am I in dream or out of it? Miles traversed the road never ends Deceivingly straight full of bends Faces known but I love unknown Am I in a crowd or just alone? Skimming floating in an ethereal hue It’s always grey not a shade of blue Bleary eyed I wipe with my hands Am I here or in distant lands? Stupor ridden I walk in a daze Though million suns on my head blaze In my eyes the fires gleam Am I awake or still in my dream?