Limbo...
As I run down into the deep dark woods I see my true fears
Am I alive
Am I dead
As I run to see dead body's hanging one by one on just one simple rope
Is it my mind playing tricks on me
Am I dreaming
Why is the world black and white
Why is the place drifting to another area of my fears
Am I OK
Am I alive
Who am I
Who are you
As a cold breeze brings me chills to my spine
A wintery past as all I hear is sound
Screams
People moaning like mindless zombies
Why are they chained
I slowly whisper to myself
What is this place...hell a dream or limbo
It scares me not to scream and run
But what's the point of running when you might end back in the place you've all ready been...
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Wally Whitman - Dead Poets Society
o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done,
the ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
the port is near, the bells i hear, the people all exulting,
while follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
but o heart! heart! heart!
o the bleeding drops of red,
where on the deck my captain lies,
fallen cold and dead.
o captain! my captain! rise up and hear the bells;
rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
for you bouquets and ribboned wreaths--for you the shores accrowding,
for you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
here captain! dear father!
this arm beneath your head!
it is some dream that on the deck
you've fallen cold and dead.
my captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
my father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
the ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
from fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
exult o shores, and ring o bells!
but i, with mournful tread,
walk the deck my captain lies,
fallen cold and dead.