My Last poem

Is the talent for writing a gift or a curse?
An eternity of writing just one more verse,
Wanting to stop, just not knowing how,
Time keeps on going, but you don't remember now,

Fantasy and love combine,
A thousand poems you've crossed the line?
Stay up all night to remember your thought,
Cursing the day when remember you not,

So many topics- which one to choose,
When you're caught up in poetry- your true life you lose,
How to unravel this twisted plot?
How do I teach what I've already forgot?

Thank you for reading- hope you enjoyed,
I hope you like poetry- and the life it destroyed.