Limbo

And I find myself fucked again As usual, life met a gruesome end and I’ve been granted a new beginning. At the moment I’m caught in limbo. I’m as shallow as a wraith weakened, and it shows. My presence on the world is ghostly, Barely visible I’m clinging onto straws, I’ve lost so much, My old life is gone I am fated never to return, Fated to be changed forever. But I can still give thanks, Thanks that people didn’t have to come, I’d hate for them to see me in that state, Silent and framed by a coffin.