In the Middle

How’s come, now that I’m a little older and a tiny bit wiser, I’m hearing things and seeing things that I never saw before?

Having had such utter lack of respect for everything there is to perceive in this world, I’m stuck outside the door.

I’ve run around in circles oblivious to the world right before my very eyes. My realization, ignorance is not bliss.

I can’t compare myself and expect a certain level of satisfaction to exist, when all my silent world is always this.

Its time now, to take that next step.  Find the ledge and jump right off that motherfucker.

Let it all go and disappear without a whisper.

There’s smoke trails where I once existed.

Happier now than I’ve ever been, I want you to know it was always you.  That demon in my ear.  The bleeding in my heart.

I dance now, awake and alive with the poison of a snakes venomous kiss.

I feel this burn beneath my skin, pulling my insides together.

I’m one enormous raw nerve who is trapped in this pleasure pain duality.

And I’m stuck somewhere between here and when I left and disappeared.

Hmm, I didn’t know there was a middle, I didn’t know that this torture would be my heaven.  My home.

Here I am, glad to be dead of that world and alive in this one.


Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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