Mindless Oblivion By IsisMoon

I'm here I'm there, life's a stir of a rainbow of indefinite colors. I find myself fleeing who I am, yet searching yearning to know me to see me. Where do I belong where do I fit. I close my eyes, I shut out all the indecencies of my insanity. Constantly hoping, wishing, for what reason for what purpose. I live in this shell of myself whoever that may be I don't know. My mindless, unreasonable delusion of life has faded, yet I take on a new guise, one that is black, that is pure, solely mine, yet not unique. Seeking a savior I know not, wanting peace that does not come, I scream yet I hear nothing, am I totally voiceless, the urgency of my situation grows greater each passing moment, I don't know if I can hang on to the thread of sanity I have left. The cutter has entered the building one seeking relief, seeking an insightful joy, to kill this deep darkness that I hide inside. I bury myself in fantasies, in music…yet I have no true vent, who can rise and deliver me from this oblivion, who can save this lost soul? Who can clear the darkness that looms in the mist of my mind? This jumbled mumblings of my insanity