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Oblivion

A Poem

By Courtney MorganPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

Every day I sit

And listen to clocks tick

Stare into the oblivion I call my mind

Thinking, walking further into my own darkness

Crawling through all my memories, good and bad

Thinking, about how worthless I am made to feel

Crawling through my treacherous past

Thinking, how did I get here, why am I made to feel this way, how did I get here.....

Crawling, deeper and deeper inside my head forgetting what is reality and what is not.

Thinking, how do I escape..

Where do I go...

sad poetry

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    Written by Courtney Morgan