Limbo Pt. 1

Stale cigarette smoke fills the halls behind me
I walk up ahead to escape the stench and be free
After so long a new scent arrives a bit quicker
It's the smell of spilled liquor.

This hall i'm in must be some sort of replay
Of my past vices now that they're out of the way
I cringe as the fumes from the alcolhol flee
Now dark blood floods the floor llike a sea

As it reaches my waist I began to wade
I grimace as thoughts I erased are displayed
Out of the depth comes a familiar corpse
I try to scream but my voice is too coarse

My father's eyes now dim and dead
Bore a hole seemingly through my head
I figure I must be six feet underground
So I get on my kness and submerge till I drown.