a forgotten dream
i wake in a cold sweat
body trembling
from a forgotten dream

perhaps it was of
a loved one leaving,
a terrible situation,
a threat or a deep pain.

no use worrying
for it has left me,
my memory erased
like a whiteboard--
a clean slate

as i lay back i think
of more forgotten things
and pieces of life

that have fallen, hopeless
to the sands of time

i think of myself
when i was young.

did she know her dreams
would be so easily forgotten?

for a nightmare is fleeting,
but a dream should be remembered--
yet it is gone,
my hopes and aspirations

have died a thousand times
to my mind,

and a million more times to the minds of others.