How are you?
I dont know.
What do you feel?
I...I am.

Where are you?
Im in Limbo.
Can you describe it?
Yes.

Theres a lot of wind, and I cant stay still.
A lot of wind but no waves in the water.
A lot of wind but the ships have no sails.
The skies have no stars, nor clouds.

The sun doesnt shine.
The moon doesnt glow.
The devil isnt home.
And Gods on vacation.

Theres a lot of wind. Hes a bully.
Hes pushing me around.
Confusing me. Showing me visions.
Created from dust. Easily dismembered.

Have you tried standing up to the wind?
Baby, i never sat down.
So how does he keep pushing you down?
There is no down or up, theres around, in Limbo.

Theres no music.
Only thinking is allowed as long as you dont show it.
No tears, no fear, no expression.
You have to just be.

Do you know when youll be out?
There are no doors, and no sails. No escape.
Dont worry youll be ok!
I know I will...I always am?