Saturday 30 March 2013

Lady Sings the Bluez....so well

Stuck....
in limbo. Stolen goods, merchant left to die here.
Once a traveler of the cosmos, reduced to a mundane human body.
Stuck.... Trapped..... always homesick.
Relentless yearnings for Home and Familia.
One desire to escape this mortal coil and rejoin the universe.
Denied.
Stuck. Trapped. Always Homesick.
Why can't they all just wish me away?