No Recollection Of Dreams Poem by Ibn Ali

I watch her sleep and dream
I sleep and wake and don't recall a thing
What could it mean
Do I not have a conscience to relieve
Or some comforts to relive
What could it be
Another late night ends with me awake
I've toyed with thoughts of mountain tops
I'm a stranger to myself
A threat to everyone I love
Apathy is sweet
I care, but I love her like I love my favourite socks
I'm not well
She's a weight
To marry her is to carry her
And I'm so tired today
I need some rest
Some time away to find a way
To get back what I've lost
To chisel at this rock
My dark stranger has returned to me
She doesn't recognise her love