Oblivious

I look in your eyes.

But you're empty inside.

You’re searching for something

To fill the void.

The answers are obvious,

But, the questions? Long forgotten.

You've found happiness,

However temporary.

If you dull your senses,

You'll never feel the pain.

You believe in nothing.

It's easier that way.

Unmindful and unaccountable

For the afflictions you allocate.

Self-proclaimed amnesty.

You remain oblivious.