IN THE MIDDLE

In the Middle

I had no idea how I got here, wrapped in the woollen cloth and exposed to daylight.

Hours and days had faded the light of life a dilemma as I constructed a world within.

A world were you don’t exsist.One where you are not missed. Broken pieces rewind in time.

An impossibility.Just caressing mental stability I have to rid myself of negativity.

I don’t know how I got here in the middle of the road.

Listening to all the lies you told unbound as truth unfolds. My eyes open to the distance, prepare.

Standing two feet it appears I have not crumbled or died.Love cannot break me as you implied.

No more You for I.

I don’t know how I got here in the middle of the road but I survived.

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