I'm not even sure what to say about this. I've read it over quite a few times and I'm just speechless.

Rania, this is another wonderful piece. The language and imagery created throughout this poem is stunning. "Floating in the mirage of black and blue clouds" - this flows and rolls off the tongue beautifully.
And then the end. "...she doesn't wake up I wake up" - wonderful.
All the best,
Ben