Limbo

my life has fallen down
around me before-
lots of times-
for lots of reasons-
usually other people.

and most of the time
I was fortunate enough
to have a large lump of
that life hit me on the
head and render me numb
to the pain and desolation
that followed.
and I survived
and I lived to Love again.

But This,
this slow erosion from below
or within
It's me falling down around my life
because you're still in that life
...but not really.
and you're out of that life
...but not quite