Coming back from nowhere

You sleepwalk your way back from a long darkness that took you to the edge of oblivion and you look at the world and nothing has changed. 

Lives are ruled and regulated and ruined by dictators and fools who don’t give a damn about the common man and Susie Q and me and you, and whose only goal is to enrich their own rotten lives and feed their monstrous egos.

You pray to a god you don’t believe exists but you pray anyway in the hope that somewhere in this miraculous universe there is the miracle of God.

While you wait for an answer that never comes you return to the 80-proof balm of bourbon and the panacea of pills.

Back in limbo.

Limbo is like going nowhere with nobody and doing nothing.

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