Oblivion Poem by Mycho Jamil

Life is close to oblivion
What we see every day seemed like an apparition
Unconscious on what's around us
Constantly ignored

People come and go
Never easy to let go
But when things start to fall apart
That's where they slowly depart

Our memories popped like bubbles
For they were all just troubles
So don't be surprised if I never went home
‘Cause I never wanted to live in a desolate home

I'm asking you to be sensitive
‘Cause it's hard to start over again
To the things we've all missed and forgotten
In your mind, keep it all written