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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.

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Mws R

"If you are going to write, write from the heart." MwsR "Life has not been the easiest, but it could certainly have been worse!" MwsR Life is about doing all you can to help others. Don't go chasing rainbows, make your own pot of gold. Love, Hope, Faith, the greatest of these is Love!