Limbo

What to do when your logic is over
and you spent your bones and brain
trying to fill your deepest holes and
trying to take away your pain


What if you just loose the feeling
even the pain after the beat
what when all becomes so hueless
and you are mad like this world is

What if when we are awake are sleeping
what if sleeping is being awake
what if you are spending the time reading this one
lines from a strange with a penny of brain

Then I feel in a space without head nor a feet
and I swim in a limbo far from logic and wisdom
kind of droug is the environment where you are
you loose way in your deep toughts... out of place, out of time...

Shock me up and shock me twice, push the border
when you are suffering you get used to it,
you keep getting such pain without worrying
you loose conscious of what you are getting with.

What to do with the desesperation
if you are mad, you loose mean what it is
you are all alone with your alienation
cry or laugh, low or high, where is the bridge?

When you are such in a place without logic or reason
floating by in the mix of your toughts
wondering what to do with your business
you loose way in your kingdom... out of place... out of us...