"trapped in the liminal"
- and the moon speaks again
- Jul 28, 2021
- 1 min read
Madness and control;
the creatures surround me
as the abyss calls my name,
with checkered walls
and windows of
colored glass
I am trapped in the liminal
somewhere between heaven and hell,
I am going mad
yet perfectly sane
and as the lights turn off
and I am left
in a puddle of my own thoughts,
the world continues to spin on its axis
and the world invites me to spin with it.
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