“Being oblivious is a choice, being in denial is the result.”
Slowly I rise from the darkness I was engulfed in,
It pulled me with all the forces of your sin.
It was rough to pull from the chains of monstrosity,
I pulled myself together after the trauma that you gave me.
I screamed, I shouted, I yelled at you,
In a crowd, but no one seem to hear neither did they knew.
It digs a pit in my stomach making me feel so blue,
The burn I was feeling inside, the pain wasn’t new.
You gave me those eyes flooded with accusations,
The guilt in my heart also has a limitation.
It isn’t me, I’m not guilty,
Don’t bound me just let me scream.
When I met you a flame lit in my heart,
Now you blew it tearing my soul apart.
I was looking for my oblivion in your oblivious silhouette,
It was a mistake and now I realise to what it led….
Hey how dyou write like that… so powerful
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Thank you that means a lot! And to answer your question…the thought just came to me….I didn’t know how to express myself and then poetry just caught me…
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I guess that’s the way writing flows. Love your title too!🙂
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I guess so…Thanks!!
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Hi there, thanks for the visit ✨
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Always a pleasure to see philosophical content!!
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🤗👍
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Beautiful 💗
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Thank you!!☺️
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