Oblivion

I've learnt to fall back,
Into your hands bed,
when ever I'm abandoned,
left to be broken,
Yet to be despised.

You took me in my destitute state,
You gave me safety,
Became my surety,
Till I became a softy.

And now, your hands are gone.

In a world full of spaces,
Who would show me safety?
Where do I fall to.
The ground?.


"Loosing it again,
Like the tip of the iceberg
I once held to beg.

Its all gonna melt,
From the heat
of the skin
I still carry.

I'm gonna fall again
To the space astray
In a trance i fear.

But this time,
You've got a bed of roses,
waiting for me."