Oblivion Poem by Alejandro Torres

I watch tendrils of smoke
Swirl into oblivion
And I feel my soul
Do the same
I’ve spent my lifetime away
Guarded
Then you searched
And hope found me again
Those poor depressed walls
Never stood a chance
Not against you
And I was foolish enough
To believe
Things could change
Though for a short while
Every letter you said
Was gold
We both knew
It was just a means
To a predictable end
So why is it that now
After so long
Without hope
The prospect of reaching home
Blazes a fire
When home was in you
And you’ve changed the locks
And boarded the windows
How can hope survive this
When you’ve cast me out
Like nothing more than smoke
Into oblivion