Oblivious, by MwsR
Once upon a day
My heart began to sway.
I couldn’t tell whether to try
Or give in to an obvious lie.
I wished upon a moonlight sky
Without any particular notion as to why.
Inside I started to feel myself unravel
It was like a kid skinning their knee on some gravel,
Oblivious to the blood that starts to show
But knowing that it hurt a slight bit though.
Content though to ignore it all for the play,
We adults also do things this way.
Not noticing or taking heed to the scars and marks
We keep getting hurt the same each time we embark.
Till one day we fall down and something clicks
Maybe it is the words, or maybe the licks.
We finish our story in a twist
Like suicide can result from cutting your wrists.
Permanent and final it will be
When it’s over or you mend
There will be an end.