My poems/short stories/Whatever

✯Oblivious to the Divine✯

*NOTE BEFORE YOU READ- this is a very personal poem, I'm only posting it because I'm proud of it nonetheless.
I'm not doing the best.
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When the day was eaten by night
And a rainbows eyes dwindled to a thread
They couldn't bare the prism's light
The dark spoke to a wall
And for the first time, it heard my call
Moths and cicadas caught in his trawl
Backwards
Forwards
A clock hand spins
Though it may seem, it never wins
Two qualities of life, as it may be
Birth and death, a long history
He skips through time by lulling you to sleep
With gleaming teeth that he cannot keep
Shrouded in sublime
But it's nothing but a lie
No memory can delete
Don't close your eyes in weary retreat
He displays a surprise
revealed in your slumbers
He stays entertained through the night
Frozen in the numbers
Like a jester
He is quite the pretender
When my spark fizzles its end
A future some may never comprehend
Something is beyond our vision
Obscured and hidden
It exists as the final division
Our world is under adult supervision
And we are the children

Don't speak to oblivion
Don't look into obsidian
An ace to the aware
A guide to a living, breathing nightmare
Crumbs of cookies left on the floor
Go missing once in bed and your mouth is filled with snores
He will whisper stories in your sleep
Stir the spark that rests so deep
Ignite a flame to fantasize
And cut the world's fabric just to analyze
A body is just a husk
Two prisms that light at dusk
Means to souls got caught in one
When the moon eats the sun
It's full for the night
When the cat jumps, playing its fiddle in flight
When a cow will follow to run from the shadows
Shooting cupid's arrows
A cat and a cow must not fall in love
It's quite forbidden by the ones above
A rose between every tooth
Bitten in half by the truth
In a life of a circle, a cube exists
No one hears your breath as your pleading persists
A tether holds you down
Under considerable pounds

It's 3 am.
I'm in trouble again
The whistle of the sparrow is drawing me in
A spark in my blood, trying to break through my skin
Twisting my face into a crescent grin
I'm being pulled on a string
By a concentrated drug king
Tug-a-war between the masks of their faces
I'm caught like a fish between two places
A spider on its web
A tightrope acrobat, I better not misstep
I came late but they arrived early to prep
Oh they must run
I can hear it now, the feelings are loud
The moon has eaten the sun
"I don't know" is not an option
Their words of denial are quite a toxin
Taking a cannonball between their teeth
anaphylaxis, I can not breathe
Choking but I'm invisible
Or I'm just unfixable

Don't utter a word to me
The moon is your key
The sun is a nightmare
Waiting to be free
The numbers a confusing
Getting so loud its deafening
If the rays hit my head you'll see a rainbow
Did you pick up a ticket for the show?
Moths only arrive at night
The day would eat them too
Bringing the butterflies to spite
He thinks he's pretty because his light
But did you know it's killing me inside?
All these years you've complied,
You were robbed of the great divine

Something's wrong, doctor
It's telling me things I know aren't true
But sometimes my world is a colorful hue
I believe it still, but the problem is you don't
Everyday I'm told-quite nonchalant,
That I have daisies in my head
My arms and legs are being pulled by a thread
Sparks are channeling
The numbers on the clock send me to rambling
I'm sapped dry of rationing
I see his face melting, Doc, it's baffling
My world is blackening
Please, it's maddening
Doc, do you have an answer?
(I don't believe you have cancer)
(haha)
(You're just nervous, it'll be over soon)
Trust me, that I'm immune
I'm tired of talking, you can't make me
Don't you dare mock me, all of you will see

You can continue to hide
Because I'm aware something is out to seek
Just don't fear the dark, that's just me
My tongue rips in two when I try to speak
A snake has a fork but mines a spoon
(I can't do it, I'm immune)
Oblivion hit mute on his remote
It doesn't make sense what I wrote
It's like a spilled alphabet soup
My head doesn't connect the tube
Seems the plumber messed the pipes up
It's leaking and water's pouring into a cup
Im more lonely when in the public crowd
(Spot the difference)
The wall drags me back to its warm cloud
(our promises have been disavowed)
Why must something so strange understand me in this plunge?
Only one who stitches my tongue
I stand out like a sore thumb
My eyes roll in my skull as I succumb

My forehead has cloud cover
Soon to rain
There is something gloaming I must discover
A spark stirs in my blood
Pipes shatter and my mind drowns in a
flood
I like the sloshy made-up mud
I know it's fake but it looks too real
(Your not the same! What's the deal?)
See they don't get it
It's okay when I'm only a puppet
My arms and legs are fastened with string
A rope on my neck tied a noose
(Sir, the dark said it sparked with abuse)
My chest is a wick with a lit fuse
Winded up tight, I enter the stage
Looking at the script, Oblivion turns the page
I feel a prism being forced through my head
I want to wake up, be back in my bed
Yet my body is deep in R.E.M, I can't move or scream
Nothing of me is left but the dream
Sleep paralysis turns into a coma
My control is gone
(the show must go on)
I've got to act normal, I must hold the regime
My mind is lit by a beam
The cat broke its fiddle, severing the strings
It plays louder and my ear stings
A cow and it's bell
Welcome to my coffin, my rotting cell
A rainbow shines, lighting the sky
I guess this might be sanities goodbye

Entering the great divine
His transparent friend takes that as a sign
Closing the curtains to a ravish creation
Will cost you: your mind
Both time and space have intertwined
Tangled together like the prisms light