The everyday familiarization of nothingness

From one to another
From mother to son.
Once again I remember the warm embrace
I once forgotten..

The everyday familiarization of
Nothingness
And the general accounting for
Daydreams and wishful thinking.
Maybe more useless
Than anything that's value equals less.

Questionable remarks without merit.
Only deepens the wound.

As my day ends, my conscious returns
Just before I'm awaken and
Now my day begins .