Obliterating Oblivion
I sit there staring straight at it
Watching it disappear
Bit by bit
I’m too entangled with it
Maybe I’m a part and parcel of it
The more I look at it
The less I see
It stares back hard
Now I’m scared
I don’t know what it’s thinking
It looks menacing
But I know I’m not liking this feeling
Now I can’t feel anything anymore
The world just fades away
Along with everything in it
I see my sisters
I call out to them
I stretch forth my hands
But they don’t seem to hear me
They don’t seem to see me
What is this?
Is this death taking a tour of me?
Is this life after death?
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