No sweetest dream or recollection,

Or reverie or imagination,

Exists in my mind.

Silent memories

Obstruct my present

Sailing through my conscience,

Whirling my thoughts like leaves,

Easing my nightmares,

Edging their way towards my kernel,

Tearing apart my soul.

Silent memories of a long ago

Occurrence resisting to fade away.

Reaching my skin from inside

Eluding to be forgotten, but

Accepting their fate,

Like living creatures.