fading away (into oblivion)
title:fading away (into oblivion)
word count: 272
can you feel yourself fading away into oblivion? the others have been accepted already as they are; and you, you're fading. you're becoming a thing of the past already, the two years being slowly forgotten in favour of a new era. assumptions continue to be made, but are being pushed aside waiting for a truth that refuses to be spoken.
when will this be resolved and what will come of it? what severed ties will be left as they are and which will be re-tied in hopes of being completely mended? (with hope, although it never truly will be.) what steps will you take towards your future despite those who won't hesitate to doubt you and grab for your ankles to pull you down?
until then, you're fading. you're nearly gone, being brushed away so easily and effortlessly. you're being exiled, perhaps against your best wishes, but we'll never know, will we? we are mere spectators. whatever opinion we formulate, it won't matter in the long run.
until then, they will continue to rise without you; afterwards, they will push on whether you are present or not and as spectators we will hope you'll continue to support the rest no matter what. and we can hope you'll rejoin them and reconnect the ties that are continuously fraying as the silence surrounding this goes on.
this is how oblivion goes. it comes when we least want it, it comes when we are least able to counter it.
but we can try, and we always will.
here's to hoping your image becomes brighter, whether you're in line with eleven others or you're standing alone.
a/n: written in the car on saturday, june 7 waiting for a giant balloon to pop