I live my Life.


In the Life in between.


The rest of the time is just waste,
and not for real.


Just spending useless time before Death.


Spending my time,
waiting for the Life in between to appear again.


Just longing to be in the Life in between once more.


To walk in my Shangri La again.


Because I refuse to cave in,
like you other human beings do.


Who do not have the life in between.


Because I refuse to be just silent background noise.