Welcome to Purgatory

From this world to the next,

bridge in between,

dimming light,

silent echoes,

light feet,

callous hands,

bowing shoulders,

humble disguise,

forked road,

evergreen and gray,

no sunlight,

transparent nature,

cloudless skies,

no visual of the end,

infinity,

no goodness of the heart,

no malice,

no persistent noise,

no companion,

solitary confinement at best,

eternity of isolation at worst,

trapped in a little glass ball,

staring into the abyss,

uncertain of what is seen,

and what is viewed,

in this asylum of false dreams