the catcher in oblivion
I made a crucial mistake which was very detrimental for my future.
Again, this time, I could only blame myself.
I try to think of ways to alleviate the pain I feel but still it haunts within.
I wish to make time stand still.
I wish for Santa to grant me this one favor.
Time is of the essence they say.
But I turned a half-blind eye to what I must do.
For every caution I was in stark deafness.
And now I must pay for my resilience.
Again I feel my frays of hope slip away.
I try to push these shadows away.
Mocking me in silence they stand ashore.
I enjoyed the smug comfort of the blurry I was once in
And now everything will be utterly affected.
Disenchanted and perplexed I wish for some cure.
What I thought will be mine is now a but a distant dream.
Utter frustration…
Passive impetuousness…
Disoriented melancholy…
Annihilating silence.
