she held a
bundle
of tantrums against
her face
about a week
ago and it
was disguised
as strings of
sarcasm and wit,
when all she
ever felt was
ashes against
her cheeks, salt
in her eyes, and
a fire within
her heart,
burning
     burning
          burning
her soul
profoundly
within the depths
of her never-
ending
loneliness

Where the ocean meets the sky
when the land blends with the horizon
as the sounds of the world fade away
and all is left is a whisper of wind
and then complete silence
This is where life ends
the place where Oblivion starts
But it is not like Heaven nor Hell
for it is not somewhere we go when we die
rather, it is somewhere humans travel to
when they feel left behind, unremembered and unwanted
It is the place to which we get lost in to forget,
not only to forget
but to feel happy
A dream like state to which we wake up
only when we want to
Only and purely a state of ecstasy
where we feel free of the burdens and struggles
that we go through each and everyday
This my friend, is Oblivion
maybe not the Oblivion one may usually think of
like total perpetuity after death
but rather a peaceful place
where dreams make sense
and the past is forgotten for a time.