Oblivion Poem by Ryan Joseph Holder

Oblivion

Rating: 5.0


A broken image
A corpse decayed
A savage attack
An ending remade
The following story
Belongs to that
Of the book of horrors
Of spiders and bats
Of ghoulish demands
From beyond the grave
Of total destruction
Of scarlet plagues
This story begins
A bit different than most
A story a bit more complicated
Than demons and ghosts
A creature second
To the devil alone
A sorcerer
Of the unknown
A master of the arts
Of torture and obstruction
A demon that’s followed
By nothing but destruction
He haunts my mind
And plots my end
He secretly opens
The wounds that mend
My only fear
My greatest flaw
But sadly its not
My fault at all
I lose my control
And most of my mind
I search for hours
But sadly I’m blind
I see nothing but sadness
And broken dreams
My shattered soul
And piercing screams
The stitches on
My broken heart
The patch and zipper
That unites the two parts
Stronger than what
I’ve always seemed
My mind is leaking
My twisted dreams
Creating an ocean
Of all of my tears
To drown the world
And show it my fears
And for the millions and millions
Of beautiful stars
Each one could represent
My scars
But I have many options
In sense of escape
I could easily end
This retched life that I hate
I could yank out my teeth
One at a time
I could slit both my wrists
In a victimless crime
Drown myself
Or leap from a tower
Eat a pound of salt
And die in less than an hour
I could hang myself
Up off of a tree
But a simple bullet...
Just seems much too easy
The world will not
Get off that easy
I will show everyone
What is left inside of me
My genius and sorrow
Could horribly combine
Such a horrid being
Even the devil would cry

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christine Woodrich 14 November 2006

This is beyond great. I change my mind; this one is my favorite. I can relate to it so much! It gets me angry and ready to start a massacre! Please don't ever stop writing! You have an incredible gift that many would die for.

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