The Memory Hole Riddle Poem by Bryan Taplits

My soul once shivered for years-
but now I am alone
Yes, buried in the ground-
dis-integrating under stone.
Can't think of what was-
or have hopes of what will be
No memories I have-
no memories left for me.

When alive I once was-
I recalled like a stream
The rivers flew forth
like a flood portraying dreams.
But no more can I dream-
for my memories are now bereft
Un-awake for all eternity-
With nothing that is left.

No hopes, for new memories-
or old ones to reach
No memories to juggle
Nor promises to keep.
Just sleep and sleep-
and sleep and sleep,
my dreams are ever deep.
With emptiness bleak for all the time
And nevermore to seek
what I can never seek.