Oblivion.

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Oblivious I became to the world before me,
Can't feel, can't hear,cant see.
Senseless

The world was still there
blurred Images whirled by
Summer came, so did winter.
I Can't feel.

People laughed, so did I.
People ignored, people lied , so I did I try.
People cried, I thus obeyed.
In the world of action and movement
I was just a motionless background

Not me but somehow is
Isn't there at all.

Just someone trying to fit in,
A fragile paper in corrugated cardboard.
People ignored and crushed,
Pushed and suffered.

I let them in knowing all too well,
But Something in me was in plane oblivion.

I tried pushed and fought
I thrived moulded and abide
But everything was hard to sought.

I let them in so I let them out..
Pushed everything and left it all

Left it all and iam lost again.
A black abyss.
Sucking me in and I can not strive
I can't feel, I can't see,
It's an ocean ,I can't dive .

What was I lacking?

The day my forehead hit the soil,
The day I realised
I don't need to hear, see or feel.
The world is an oblivion.
It's made to be a prison.
I don't need to set free
Just have to return from where I came.
The harmony will lead me on.






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