The gapâ¦.cant be filled
Look down on me and my sense
Left behind to very far future
When the poem will be hollowed
Lost in the void of past
So then
No more carrying on
No more suffering on empty space
Vacuum â¦not existence
Keep forgetting me and my sense
No word can tryâ¦.
Ives of oblivion ...twilight of mine
Finally bury me in this very emptiness
So I only remain in the blankness of sense