Under the covers,
snuggled alongside a pillow and the vibrations of a purring cat,
music pouring into my eardrums telling me the way I should view the day,
neither morning nor evening,
safe within limbo,
A place for other options,
a way to step outside the closed box world as seen on TV,
pulled out from the matrix,
out from the hive mind,
never alone,
never sad
never fearful,
As we are,
the powers of the unseen,
have spoken to me, called for me, screamed at me,
to leave this limbo and see once more all the truths and lies that leave us bare,
naked and twisted,
One form merged by two energies , chaotic and regulated balancing all to fit in this spirit,
entering the therapeutic pool,
mineral enriched,
bacteria that eats away the dead flakes of skin,
taking the pill that will exhale all toxins,
My limbo has proven secure and possessive,
the strength to leave drains from me through each comforting embrace,
but I have so much on the outside,
the hate I run from gives into my experience,
There is a reason for why the coffin looks inviting,
this desire to let the visitor win,
comes and goes like oxygen to the lungs,
sometimes I forget to breathe,
so as limbo embraces my insecurities,
hides me from temptation,
I am full of questions and answers that don't share the same bed,
all I know is I'm waiting for someone to join me.