Some dream...

Nothing remains when it ploughs
Not even the darkness
The shadows die 
With the morning light
Not a thing to remember by
The basic nothing

The things that were
Perhaps that could have been
Have lost their presence.
I have lost my mind
In a nonchalant dream

I wonder what I found
Or simply what I lost
For nothing remains
No space just time
Words to live by
Words I don’t remember

The silence grows
Devours me
I try (but)
There is no waking up
I must learn …to live without
what is hollow

Your heart.