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Next Stop Oblivion.

Updated on January 30, 2010

 

Next Stop Oblivion!  

 It's late,
emptiness
crowds my soul,
My elevator's falling,
someone pushed

all my buttons,
while ascending to paradise.
just as I was

stepping out,
the doors

closed tight,
now I'm hell-bound

and beyond,
to some

kind of Limbo
all Catholics tout.

It's dark,
my world
is rushing away,
the thoughts
in my head
left far behind.
A bottomless pit
awaits me,
no escape hatch,
just a metal box,
that will someday
be my coffin.

It's life,
with all of its
ups and downs,
now a downturn,
so I go with it,
my old friend,
we've traveled
this path often,
and if I wake,
before I die,
perhaps I'll
rise again.

 

 

 

©-MFB III

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      pbwriterchick 7 years ago

      Stay strong MFB...

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