Limbo

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I remember the word

Just as you do

Just as it came to haunt us before the air was taken from my lungs and the image of my death could never be erased from your eyes

It was the word that I used to describe where I was, where I am, and where I am heading – limbo

The feeling that I was entrapped by my own life

"It feels like I'm stuck in my old life, just waiting for my new life to come along"

Not too long after, my life flashed before my eyes, feeling as if I was only sleeping, dreaming one of those dreams that sticks with you for weeks

Was this the new life I've been waiting to be swept away by?

Death?

Feels dark, but I almost died not too long ago and had to write it out. Maybe it'll make sense, maybe it won't. Enjoy loves <3

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