Twilight

Words appear 

on the paper

meaningless and shallow

without a thought

without a care

about the meaning of life

I remember my old friends

although I have not

seen them in years

Thus they only exist

in my memories

and in dreams

The twilight outside my window

tells me

that morning has passed

Just like the years

that have gone by

without a warning

forever lost

forever vanished

five of them

and many more

I have lost all hope of

keeping track of them

After a while

working

I forgot why

I was writing this down