Limbo,
That feeling of sorrow,
Neither here or there,
Not round. Not square.
From the outside peering in,
Let me in!
Let me in!
Let me in!
A bellowing storm, an uneasy calm
A sky full of grey.
Any piercing ray covered real quick
To keep my hopes at bay
I bang the door and kick and shout
“just take me away from here”
A muffled reply, a polite goodbye
“we don’t want you near”
I trudge along the gravel path,
a step against the wind.
walking till I tire,
or until the end.
I wander around aimlessly,
Not sure if I can go on.
A question I’ve still not answered
Will I see the sun?
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