That feeling of being stuck in limbo
and not knowing where next I can go.
The road ahead looks very narrow
while the one behind is filled with sorrow.
Should I take a leap into the unknown
and leave this road that I’ve been shown
to try and find my own way there
armed only with a hope and a prayer.
Or should I stick to the path I have taken
that has left my body bruised and aching.
Limbo is not a home for the brave
its just a staging post on the way to the grave.