Disclaimer: all mine. And this cannot resemble you because IT'S POETRY!! And this was inspired by righty left and all his wonderful comments.

The Whereabouts of Dreams

Where do the dreams of past nightly sleeps go?

Out of our bodies, a rivery flow?

Or gone like a candle's unwavering light?

Lost, quickly lost, without a parting fight?

Ebbing away like the waves on a shore?

Slowly but surely going towards the sea floor?

Dripping away like hands holding water

No chance for us to catch when we falter

Drained away leaving only the dregs

What happened next? Our mind simply begs

The last reminder, a sight or a sound

Whatever it is, candidly profound

They go to the stars when night ebbs away

Leaving us looking at the sun's first ray.