Living in Oblivion.

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

Living in Oblivion
There's nothing left to do
Nothing else matters
When it comes to me and you.
Same thing happens
Day after day
Want some things to go away,
Some things to stay the same.
...You choose the life,
Or you are handed it
Nothing left to do,
But live it.
So take what you got
Take what you want from me.
When you are living in Oblivion,
Nothing matters,
Not you, not me.
You can't control the things you want
So why bother even trying?
Why waste your time?
So take what you got
Take what you want from me
Find someway...
Just find someway to be happy.
With or without me.
You'll find a way to do it
We'll both survive, we'll both get by
It just seems alot easier sometimes...
When you've got someone.
To live in oblivion.

 

[*Cosmic Mist*]

Mmmm... this made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... i love stuff like this - simple and sweet - i know it's not a happy poem, but it's definately not a sad poem...
It's how i feel - thanks hon, it's great.

 

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

You completely got it.
It's not happy.
It's not sad.
It's honest.
And it's good to know that there is still honesty in this world.
jEn *heart*