Oblivious
25 November 2003
8:20pm

The steady beat of my heart pierces the silence that has fallen
My heart feels heavy, weighed down with burdens none should endure.
My eyes sting with unshed tears.
My soul struggles against bonds that imprison,
Desperate to be free, desperate for release.
My life follows a steady rhythm,
Oblivious to the fact that there is more in the world to be seen,
So much more to know.to learn.
My mind has grown according to strict, measured paces,
Knowing nothing else. It, too, oblivious.
My conscious, the center of my being, realizes the freedom available.
Available to those who seek it, to those who desire it above all else.
My soul struggles against bonds that imprison,
Desperate to be free, desperate for release.
Desiring, seeking the control over my own life, my own decisions.
Silence is frightening. It overrides all else, deafens all other sounds.
Darkness is frightening. It overrides all else, encompasses the light of
life.
Fear attacks with vengeance. Fear of the unknown; fear of freedom.
Fear of having the control to live my life as I desire.
One day, in the place where there is no darkness, no silence,
My soul will break the bonds that hold it tight,
My life will deviate from the rhythm it has adopted.
My mind will no longer be oblivious; I will be free to have my own
thoughts.
I will be free and, while freedom is fleeting,
Life is short, and I will live mine to the fullest when that day shall
come.