Limbo

Oblivion often distorts my view, hardly do I exonerate it. I don't respond to accedence only because I refuse to believe that I am made of vaporous thew. I know this journey is anything but indubitable but I am prepared to swallow the pill, grin and bear it all if I have to.

My focus is under a very musky light right now. And while in my dreary unsettling plight, countenance engulfs me knowing I have grafted within me everything I need to duel in my own conquests.

I am in a limbo but given time, I know it'll soon be a piece of heaven.