I knew them all; they were all my friends

In my life many came and went
And in their lives, I too followed this dynamic
Which leaves no traces of present ideas:
Far too often ignored or forgotten,
Though truly dissapear with eternal sleep.

There were many, yes there were,
Whith whom I once thought to become familiar
And who vehemently in my mind resided,
But all to nothing, for they're now all gone.
And one day, no long the distance,
I too from this Earth will vanish
And to attest for what I once held dear
Only remain those who already struggle to remember
That which was once all they saw.

A voice that flickers in the corners
Of the edifices it once inhabited,
Struggling to create waves that won't be ebbs
In a pointlessly painful moment of final dissolution and death.

We walked a long way; we did it together;
And never once did I wish to end
What to that point had tortured me,
But soon thereafter seemed to become such an endeared, priceless moment
That I wished not leave astray.

They were all my friends, and I was their friend.
Maybe at times distant, but there for them.
"I will always be there for you when you need me" many times I said,
And to many people and on every place I went,
But to keep such promise was alas impossible
When the winds of life drift all that is known apart
And one by one I lost contact;
And one by one I forgot.

And it is painful to think that these thoughts already went through their minds
The last moment before they died
And I wasn't there as promised;
And I failed to be there;
And we failed each other.

Maybe I'm the last one that remains,
And it is entirely my fault if the world forgets,
But that no longer despairs
And second after second I feel more ready to face it,
To undertake death,
And to leave a lovely letter to any that remains
Where I finally am able to express myself,
Finally able to make peace with them.

Remember me, forget me,
Opposites and the same.

I knew them all, they were all my friends.