I'm forgetting My world where there was something to see now burned down. No blooming rose to describe No golden sun to write No colors just black and white No voices to share chirps of the birds I hear. No knock on my door I can't think what to write With no music to feel. Hopes shattered Cracked and splattered. Dream broken Reality given. I open my eyes to see a world without light There's no golden sun. No warmth to embrace. Just darkness. Yet I'm living aren't I.