To Care About Nothing

I have a friend I've never seen.
Trapt within a dream.
Locked away behind a Place, as dark as dark can be.
He sees the forgotten things.
He knows what the future brings.
Counting down the hours, as Times Clocks ring.
He knows my Truths and Lies.
Yet without the sight of his eyes.
He will still be able to feel it,
When my body starts to die.
He knows when I'm in Pain,
He tells me I'm Insane.
When he is the one in the dream, with the control over this Game.
But he is locked inside.
And Forever he shall subside,
Against the four walls, And the Blackness of His Darken Pride.
He will last there forever, as I move on.
Forever in darkness, never seeing the light of dawn.
And when I am gone, He will still yet be there.
Awaiting for someone to even care.
To Care About...Nothing.
CTMSKH©