The Depths of My Oblivion {3}

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Feverish fragments of flashbacks

You’ll never see those

Or the tears that I cry

You’ll never come close to knowing the pain of my soul

Or the undulating emotions that continue to grow

Why do you insist on asking questions you can’t handle the answers to?

I am under no obligation to explain this to you

The things I do remember, thank God, they are few

You’ll never hear my screams in the dead of the night

Or feel the ardent struggle of this internal fight

My rage burns within me like a wildfire

Just take out my broken heart and place it on the pyre

I don’t need it anymore

You took away my glow and left me in a bloody pool of sorrow

You left me with scars, deeper than even I know

The Statement you gave — what a boldface lie

What will you do next? Deny, Deny, Deny

Get out of my head and stay the hell out of my dreams

If I see your face one more time — all you’ll hear are shrill screams

Don’t walk into the same room as me — don’t you dare

This is a burden that’s already too heavy to bear

I just want to once again feel like me

Stop this cruel suffering, let me be free

Leave — be gone

Let me forget and be done

You’ll never understand the Depths of My Oblivion