Limbo

Pushed out with no words
And the small comfort
Help me none.
Neither a demon nor angel
Grace me or curse me
Tis limbo in a young life.

I may go silent,
And I am in some case.
But in others,
I will never back away.
Never cease.
The protest remains.

Not speaking to save me.
Only to save them,
To help him,
And they hate him
So to love him
Through all this,
Seems a sin.