[The Middle Corner]

I feel like I'm in Limbo,
Stuck here in this horrible place,
Without a name, without a face.

I feel like I'm forgotten,
Or from a place of long ago,
Of which there is no echo.

I feel like I'm resting in the cobwebs
Of a hidden middle corner,
Heart as heavy as a mourner's.

This middle corner is where I rest,
This middle corner is where I lay,
This middle corner is where I will stay.