I know, its been ages since I wrote. Just, didn't have anything. Been listening to a few Porcupine Tree songs all over again. Sleep together, especially. This is just a product of that. Two people, not really meant to be, just postponing fate. Dunno why I called it Limbo, its a horrid name. But anyways..
Sunlight swirls, twists and twirls to awake,
Me from merciful sleep, it stirs and shakes.
A hazy memory recollects last night's wee hours,
Beside my empty side, lie the last of your contours.
Stupid is as stupid does, so the saying says,
How stupid are we to do this day after day?
Why should your sleeping form let reason be overrun?
When we both know our story's well and truly done.
There you are, eyes guarded and a frosty smile,
Its an obvious effort to come sit with me a while.
A stab at conversation is an undeniable cringe,
Like the crackle of leaves on a damp dawn's fringe.
Thank god for work, now I don't have to stay here,
Everyday I hope my mind will this day get clear.
But your face, your hands, every pore on your skin,
Everyday I love to fail, and I succumb to your sin.
But not today, from now on our mindless acts no more,
For now I shall live my life, and you live yours.
I come home, but of your essence there is nowhere a sign,
I smile and realize, you've been having the same thoughts as mine.
