*I am more lost than sunshine in a cemetery,
more emotionless than the gravestones.
a few days seem like forever.
soon you look back
and you can’t remember how long ago it was
when you last saw your reflection
make eye contact.
I am trapped in limbo, a paradise
for unknown to live unfettered,
and unfed.
the idea of judgment day is as easy to collect
as a scream in a glass jar.
heaven or hell
light or dark
lost or time
blank or known
loved or invisible
alive or barely living
or just black dead*
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 5:42 AM UTC
*I am more lost than sunshine in a cemetery,
more emotionless than the gravestones.
a few days seem like forever.
soon you look back
and you can’t remember how long ago it was
when you last saw your reflection
make eye contact.
I am trapped in limbo, a paradise
for unknown to live unfettered,
and unfed.
the idea of judgment day is as easy to collect
as a scream in a glass jar.
heaven or hell
light or dark
lost or time
blank or known
loved or invisible
alive or barely living
or just black dead*
