Oblivion
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I'm encased in these four boundaries.
I was combing for even the tiniest loophole.
Hands were slapping them callously.
My screams are resonating inside my soul.
Wide to escape the craziness that dwells in.
I watch the external world passing by as I lay there.
The tempting yet slippery whimsy of harmonic mean.
All will disregard me when I despair.
Where are all the people that can set me free?
I view it, I hear it, and I feel everything around.
Do I endlessly vanish from the presence tree?
Am I inevitably undetectable to astounded?
The pure dread connected and snatched me.
Just my weepy requests arise unheard.
God, assist this depleted individual plea.
Kindly don't permit another steamed to unfold.
He separated into tears; I've had it!
As the world watches, I slowly fade away.
The world goes dull before my eyes quit.
Since I grin, I no longer deal with reality.
Squirming and scribbling on the meaningless.
Most will join me, grinning, sitting tight for you.
Energized, I realized the day I knew would come, fuss.
I've gone crazy with sadness and oblivion, hew.
Written: September 22, 2021
''O'' Contest, NEW POEMS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2021
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