Illusion of Oblivion

The heart aches, the body wails

Exhaustion is dripping in those veins

Thinking of an exist of this paradox

But the paradox in itself doesn’t exit

Everything is covered in illusion

The prism of life now reflects no colour

All void all around, all dead

Now the burning of that sole desire is still

The joys have been sucked

And the doors of oblivion has been closed

Am trapped in these shackles of laureals

Are they even real Or just another illusion

Now depravity is a neighbour, the closest one;the closest ones have gone so far, the farthest looks the closest

Is this a horrible nightmare which isn’t leaving me

Or a sweet dream which I can’t decipher