i feel so stuck, stuck in limbo

the sky is crashing, and then it stops.

paranoid, mind-numbing

and all the teeny-tiny mumbling.

mind-crashing, brain-stretched,

i ache to wake.

coffee-stains, in the dirty dirty rain,

my mind is here, my mind is there,

it is everywhere.

i sleep, i dream of my mother,

i wake, should i even bother?

stuck, stuck in limbo.

 

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