Yes, it's a bit odd,
but yes, I found none,
none that I can remember I was there,
empty, alone.
What I see is just simply the horizon,
it's colorless, gray, white, and a tint of blackness.
It's an hourly place of journey, if I must, see it everyday,
yet, going there isn't easy, the more I get close to it,
the more I die every seconds, what now?
If somehow, I can peek right back to it, maybe I found none
that I have left behind, it's the time that washes it away,
into the ocean of trashed memories, uncollated, ignored.