A Night time thought

Through the vines it creeps and crawls,
Into my thoughts it seeps and claws.
Will i be able to write the things it wants?
or will i forget because how hard it gnaws?
after all, forgetting, is a flaw.

Dont hate me if i forget the reasons i am here,
For forgetting would certainly be my worst of fears.
I know there is something i must say,
Ill say it now when my mind is free and clear.
For i fear forgetting is getting oh so near.

The day will come when you will see I'm gone
Just know that in my mind my evening dawned.