The Forgotten

Forgotten I am the river of unmindfulness,
flowing around you silently.
One taste and you will drift into my world,
full of ghouls that I cherish.
I conceal the truth, the gatekeeper to your youth,
forgotten memories, when you were most uncouth.
I am the stream that will rock you to sleep,
quench your thirst, docile like sheep.
Is this Elysium surrounded by machines?
Shake me awake from this endless dream.