There is an era of nothing
And it needs to be filled up
The era of nothing is in my mind
In the memories that need to be brought back
But I want them to be forgotten forever
Never in my life do I want to hear of them again
But that hole in my mind is just a blank screen
Those memories are locked up in a forgotten asylum
They are trying to escape
With the help of friends they will escape
The friends of theirs are therapists and other people
They want me to remember
They want me to tell them about my life
Another one of my memories friends is me
I want to remember so my era of nothing
Can be the era of something
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem