Oblivion
there is no art in oblivion
lack of consciousness
not still, but empty
time passing
as cease to be present
no thought is given
to those that remember
each and e v e r y second
wishful thinking, wishful thinking
wake up, wake up, wake up
those who choose oblivion
don't want to be there, whether there or not
so lonely watching on
or waiting
because all the
t i m e
you feel alone anyway
because time stops
when you are left
with oblivion
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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