Limbo or Trance? / Poem

In a trance or in a limbo?
A state so barren and dry,
Minus all muse and poise,
Just a deep longing for,
But something never revealed.
Turn right or turn left?
Just loss of directions,
And loss of senses.
Which way to go or turn?
I don’t Know.
My heart and mind and brain,
All having a mind of their own.
But all dismantled and conflicting,
Chaos and confusions and dismay within,
Radiating peace outside.
A feeling or a place or trap?
Look up or look down,
You see just yourself staring back.
And look within,
Just your guilt playing over and over.
Do I have an escape?
An open door towards liberation?
Or a chance to do it all over again?
But rightly this time.

Written for Sunday Writing Prompt in Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The word is “LIMBO”.