There is No Oasis

blurry and surreal,

but way to lost to care

dazed in this hazy fog

my vision unclear

hoping to get through this smog

I'm sickened and I'm nautious

but there is no fresh air

sweltering sun,

heat stroke and psychosis

crawling in the dessert sands

famished and desperate

salvation is out of my hands

drained, dry and dehyrdrated

there is no oasis

there is no air

no possibilty

no chance for me to breathe

there is no oasis,

no waterfalls

no sparkly palm trees

there is no hope

there is no need for me to care

I'll never know the truth

because, there is no air

there is no going back

there are no new places

there are no more options

and there is no oasis

-Carina Fosse-

26.02.09