'Children need love'
'Adults need money'
Give me a limbo world
Betwixt the two, with honey

Just a small portion of each
Enough to feed me with food
And enough to feed me with love
To simply quell, this limbo mood

I could end up with neither
Just a silent wallow
Not an attractive trait
For me to have to swallow

As i await
The deluge of empty space
Lost contact
With the human race

by Jemia