Yesterday's Oasis

If I was to be gone tomorrow, I would surely regret today. Just as I would all these wasted days, months, and years. At peace when saying I no longer fear death. It's all boiling over now.... Everything I've fought to repress. Feeling a heaviness Steadily crushing my chest. Drowning in shallow pools of nothingness in my mind. Once an oasis, my forever hideaway. became a small alcove, unreachable on most days. On a shoal deep within. Scattered throughout the sands, lay the remnants of my being.