In Between
caught in a dark space of the in-between
drowned in emotions to others unseen
too proud to walk backward, can't step ahead
once starving fears are now constantly fed
moments when hands seem to comfortably touch
change to discomfort, an unwanted crutch
clichés of bright sides or things meant to be
sincere intentions, help to small degree
soul search seems endless and to no avail
but needs not come down to succeed or fail
mindset has no shelf life..no hourglass sand
what time you take is the time that's at hand
you needn't feel dirty now to come clean
find your comfort in a warm in-between
Copyright © Michelle Butler | Year Posted 2023
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