OK! The only 2 grammar errors that I saw were:
The memory of you suddenly inhabit my mind
I look at “man and the woman contemplating the moon”
-here it's kind of strange that the 'the' is in front of 'woman'.
Besides that, it's a very heartfelt and evocative poem. Reading it I can feel the frustration of being denied the tranquility and solace of a dream. There is that fleeting moment of realizing that you are still awake laying there thinking, and before you know it, thinking is all you have left to do. The worst part is, your thoughts are like a playground for the surreal. Good and bad memories are water and oil that your mind somehow mixes into one. The frustration deepens as you struggle to suppress the memories that you know are no good for you, yet you can't decide what you forget. The most you can do is ignore, but that is about like trying to put a bandage over a bullet wound.
Anyway, that's what I think..