Nothing Comes From Nothing Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I wanted to say
Dreams are ripping away
With every longing that's done
Into its forgetfulness gone
Like a wave of our dreams
In its haze drifting by
Where every dreaming seems
In their lost of each try

Nothing comes from nothing
When there is no one to care
So much into its bluffing
From nowhere to nowhere
Don’t try to be yours only
With none else around too
Because you'll become so lonely
When there is only you

I wanted to let you know
Nothing comes without sense
There is only what will go
If you give it a long last chance
Like the billows are rising
From the sea of far out
Nothing comes as surprising
In its way and it's about