Limbo

I see them all smiling

Those all around me

Tend to my wounds and alert my senses

It would be nice

I@m not here

I@m dreaming

Holding on

Time has no meaning

All of it wasted

Smothers till there is no more air

When will it be that I can breathe again

I@m waiting in the void

This notion of needing had held me ransom

And all I can do is avoid my mind

Don@t make me speak or hear or look

Because I@m hurting

Help me out

I@m getting tired

I@m getting tired

Caught in a crossfire

Nobody gets it

I@m finding it hard to contain myself

Take all my trust and faith and hope

Untill I need it once again