When you are living in a type of oblivion
and everything starts repeating
then you know you are struggling
and things don’t seem to make sense.
But do they? Do they? Do they?
Maybe. But maybe not!!
When I first saw you you were real! You were real!!
But maybe I wasn’t. Maybe I didn’t exist. Maybe I thought I was real but it was oblivion.
Tomorrow I may feel differently!!
Tomorrow may be the past
the past I never knew
the past of the past
The past that became oblivion!!
Oh child, do not reject me
for what you are
is what I aspire to be.
What you are is what I left behind.
Your future is my past!!