.Oblivion.

Oblivion
Oh, how I miss that feeling so
That wonderous lack of knowledge
Of the things I now know
Of pain-of sorrow
Of anger-of hatred
Of regret-of emptiness

This hollow feeling-inside my chest
Seems to be consuming me
It burned and froze me-but now I am numb
Unfeeling to the darkness that is devouring me
Both heart and soul-mind and body

I no longer care for the world outside
I loathe that world-and the people that thrive
Their laughter rings painfully in my ears
And mocks me so-of the feeling that I miss
Oh, how I miss it so

The passage of time doesnt affect me-not anymore
I cannot feel myself growing older
I'm too numb to really care
I cant even remember what I look like
I disposed of every mirror-and every clock
I am so hollow-so numb
So completely void of emotion and sense

Death-another word for freedom
Freedom from this emptiness-this darkness
This unyeilding nothingness that devours me
When will this end?
When will I wake up?
When will I be able to feel
That one feeling I long to have
The sense of lacking-but contentment
The protection of
Oblivion