Oblivion

Blindness, Pictures seen and not looked at. Images of sadness and frustration. Apathetic faces, Sunken with guilt and fear, Stared at and not recognized. Everything that stares you down... Nightmares you awake from, Sweating, Heart beating through the bones, And blood, And flesh. The monster that you see in the mirror, That you ignore. Because you know who is behind the gruesome face, The hate clouded eyes, But don't want to... Oblivion. Written August 6th, 1999 © on Dec 29 2001 12:15 PM PST   18 • 0 • 9