Drawing to a close...just as a memento dying away.

Lost in the middle
only one way.
Lost or abandoned,
one for two.
Searching for something
nothing at the end.
The question is not why
just whom,
from whom.
Unless you pay
no return allowed,
unless you throw up
no place to reach.
Swallow your sorrow,
from whom,
to whom.
Behead your envy,
from whom,
to whom.
Forbidden.
Restricted.
Prohibited.
As yesterday
as today
all along the cloud-cuckoo land
tomorrow will be closed up.
And from now on
remember,
i´ll place you at once,
there
where dreams fall into their own trap.