You were once a sunshine
I was always there whenever you whine

It hurts me to see you cry
That's why

Those broken shards of yours
Was always picked up by me

It may scratch and bruise my palms
But it was worth it
For it was you

Now I seem to have forgotten
As if the memory has rotten

It turned into dust
I cant ever remember

Is this what they call Oblivion?
If it is, why must it feel like Deception?
As if my own thoughts deceived me?
Is that even possible?

My endless questioning
Maybe
Just maybe
I am in Oblivion....