"Where have you been?"
"I got lost in the oblivion"
But I can't say what I want to,
I just really wish you new,
That I wish wasn't there,
That I long to be unaware.
"Were you listening?"
"No I didn't hear a damn thing"
I don't want to remember,
I want to get lost in December,
I promise you I'll get lost,
And I don't care a what cost.
"Where are you?"
"What do we do?"
"Where did you go?"
"Why don't we know?"
"I am the unknown
I don't mind being alone,
You asked where I've been,
I am the oblivion."
A/N
This is so bad it's not even funny, but it's given me an idea. My sister told me to write this one using the word oblivion and it's sorta inspired me to do a similar thing on this book. I'll update as normal but if you want me to write you a poem just comment a word below.
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The Mind of a Teenage Outcast
Poetry//My second poetry book// Poetry about Depression/Self harm/Anxiety/Suicide and generally sensitive topics Possibly triggering Please read my first poetry book Brøken/Depressed Pøems Thanks *my own poems* Rankings - #221 in poem ...
