Oblivious

A puddle of blurry emotion
left somber and destined for
whatever words that flutter
off your lips, angry and broken
left lonely and open.
Pieces of soul withering away,
stolen, dancing in the ember of a
once blazing fire between you and
your ego, never cool enough to touch,
just leaving me waiting without
a change or given reason,
holding the life I thought I'd given,
tears in messy streams, continous, black
and clumpy sadness collecting at my chin.
And you just look away into a daze
selfish, cold and worst of all oblivious.