I don't remember when my dreams died

 I couldn't tell you when my dreams died. I go somewhere every night but can never remember in the morning. they used to be whimsical tales and now it just a distant memory. I woke up one morning and never dreamt again. what's the point of dreaming if you can't remember doing it? I don't care to remember either. can't tell you when that started. I used to care about a lot of things. I guess it's all in the same cemetery. i want to be sad, and I know I should be, but I can't cry a single tear. I can't tell you, I can't remember, what died? who died? when my dreams died, so did I.