Love and lust, like high and low; I’ve never been able to fall and with my sexual depravity I’m not sure how much farther I can go. Lovely Limbo… this want, the love, is like my purgatory and seeing as how I can’t go over the bar I just might fall.

A poem about being in a state of emotional limbo.

This is a poem written 11/29/11.

This is the synopsis of a futuristic feminist / satanic novel I wrote quite some time ago. I’m not sure if it would be of interest to the majority, so I haven’t tried to key in the actual novel content as yet. It’s semi-allegorical and is mainly about a female attack victim’s intepretation of the world around her since her attack, and about how men find difficulty in understanding her since the assault.

A description about a lover’s longing for her love, the monotonous pain ,the frustration ,the impossible desires, the limbo (the long period of wait)!

The impartiality of nature.

This is a figurative poem that eludeds to death and an afterlife.

How I felt at a certain point, at 22, id been through a lot and wasn’t sure if I had made the right choices to go forward.

My thoughts on existence not life!

Call to those in spirit limbo.