Oblivion

OBLIVION
[inspired by "Ex Oblivione" by H.P. Lovecraft]

Real life is too dreadful to live peacefully.
I like to dream in silentime; I live in dreams only.
I once beheld in my dreams, a gate loom in sight.
Beyond it stood contrasting scapes,
Some dark and some light.
In the dark, I saw terror, horror and fear untold.
The sky was perverted in a shade of green and gold.
Then I looked to the other side: I saw nothing but bliss.
I tried to force my eyes away,
but it was too tempting to miss.
I felt the gate drawing me
And as I neared my goal,
I saw inscriptions on the gate,
Which made my mind roll.
Some inscriptions on the gate said,
"Beyond lie blissful dreams."
Others said, "Do not cross!
For ahead lie pain and screams."
My reason was being put to the test.
I knew not what to do.
Little did I know that time,
What my mind could construe.

I made my mind to go beyond.
To see just what was there.
I pushed open the gate and strode...
To look in shock and stare.

For there is naught but nothing beyond the gate.
Nothing to love and nothing to hate.
What I find is not solace,
It is not solitude.
The only thing I see here
Is oblivion absolute.
I now realised what the blissful inscriptions
On the gate had meant.
The peace and the solitude from the pain of life
Would seem God-sent.
But then I knew the other messages,
What they had meant when they said,
"Go not beyond! For there only lie-
Fear and Horror, Terror and Dread."

I knew by then that here I'd be;
Here I'd be till the end.
To walk the void bereft of senses,
I thought I was condemned.

I feel I am now
At the threshold of Madness,
Without pain or bliss,
Euphoria or sadness.
I thought then of a strange supposition.
The real world had gone. I now dwell in oblivion.
              -Rimesorrow