Oblivion Poem by Carmina Abrenica

Oh, sweet damsel
Once upon a time in the mid of August
You were a captive of your own startled mind
With the desire to be vindicated from a soul that is lost
Freed from the bondage of questions with answers you will never find

Oh, sweet damsel
Snapshots that ablaze stories of genuine smiles
Made you think you were just needed for awhile
For your presence may not change the way they've felt
When in your absence, there was always a home their hearts tenaciously dwelt

Oh, sweet damsel.
Fate may bring you to the time and space of the forgotten
Your eyes of ebony will close at seven four seven
Once upon a time in May, you were once loved softly and true
But living without you is a rising rage anyone can go through

Oh, sweet damsel
You drew your name in the sand one sunny day
And the waves flawlessly washed it all away
By then, you knew you will not be remembered
Perhaps a memory of you will simply just be dust and dirt

Oh, sweet damsel
In the daybreak's gloom of September you heedlessly fell
And sighed..you will nver be worth a story to tell
Even if you've served your purpose honestly well
Slowly you've drifted into interminable oblivion's spell.