Stuck in Between: • limbo •

As long as it's for them

Imagine living your life
Doing what you do, living what you live
With all your hopes and dreams
Wishing to see them thrive and prosper

Now, imagine watching those same dreams
Those same hopes
Shot - killed in cold murder
Replaced by a different feeling
A 'false' feeling
A feeling that stays in one place
Followed along in a hurry
By shivers and doubt

Imagine only looking into a mirror
And staring face to face with not a person
But a husk
Hollow and empty
However, still no room
Void of life
But filled to the brim with falseness
Not knowing the person it began as

Nothing is for the host
The host does not care for its shell
The falseness stays
Yet the host utters one phrase to itself
"As long as it's for them"