That's where I'll go, when I die; into oblivion.
This world will thrive and decay; and I along with it.
As the past becomes distant, fabled, and forgotten,
That's what I'll be in the vast that is oblivion.
As the particles which once joined in formation of my existence,
I will crumble to become apart of another billion.
In this existence, it does not end,
as such we are bound to forever fall into oblivion.
For that is what it means to exist,
Forever living, breathing, and dying within oblivion.