The Dark Oblivion
My crop has failed
I have eaten my food reserves
My strength is failing
The streams have dried up
My throat is dry
No water from the sky
I am about to die
I asked the lord why OH why
Even the worms in my stomach have died
Even parasites resent me
I could only hold my head and cry
I scratch the dirt looking to consume parasites
The hunter has become the hunted
Desperation for survival has drove me insane
My cardiac rhythm needs to be maintained
The Ego and Self have united to prevent a crossroad conjunction
Not enough endurance to finish a prayer
The blessings of my birth has turned to a curse
My day has come to meet the reaper
Without even a light at the end of the tunnel
Just Oblivious Darkness
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© 2014 Marvin Parke
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