Oblivious Poem by Eliza Crawford
Oblivious
Tangled in my sheets,
Curled up in a ball,
Willing it away,
Praying it will stop.
But it does not stop.
It never does,
Never will.
The screams, the shrieks,
Only I hear them.
The fire and flames,
Only I see them.
Am I crazy?
Or are they oblivious?
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
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