Oblivion

My heart does come up from oblivion,

Up into this world of reality and greed;

Full of hatred,

And curses and pain and rage,

I fill myself up with,

And I go back to sleep afraid

Of the nightmares I know I myself shall weave,

And silently, achingly, despairingly,

My heart descends into oblivion once again...

-The Guy With Random Stuff