someone once said the in-between is that state of being awake, but still asleep

he talked about sleep, but i'm going deeper

because i think our lives are the true in-between

we're awake, but asleep, and we know this is a state we shouldn't keep

we don't want to wake up, just yet, we want to fall asleep deeper

no one wants to face the day, the horrors, we're stuck in our minds

live in daydreams, false hopes, old goals

dreaming about a future day, but staying in-between

je ne sais pas - my favourite phrase

모르겠어 - is there even a place

that is not in-between

but free of the nightmare called true life

fraught with tragedies and strife

waiting around every corner

ready to push out all those boulders

to smash and crash our fragile bones

to lash and strike with sticks and stones

in-between, is it what seems?

not the safest place, but the place for me

because the truth frightens me, the future appalls me

i hate what i see, i can't change what i see

if it's the in-between for me, there's nothing else my future can be

do you think i'm a princess

could i be a queen?

i scoffed at the child's dreams

now i sympathize with her screams

who wants to be queen?

she carries the weight of a world

from her bed, all tangled and curled

limbs mimicking a moth's wings furled

don't you love butterflies

catch some with me

i watch the reel in agony

see her walk the same road as me

becoming who she doesn't want to be

where is she who raced after butterflies

who agonized over the simplest goodbyes

who could stand by herself in every fight

which do you think is best:

living or dying - quite frankly i don't see the difference

hey, honey, neither do i - it's true

death is black but living ain't skies of blue

and i seriously haven't got a clue

just curl up and go to bed, that's what i do

you could try it, it might work for you too

but i really don't know what else either of us can do

can't live for dreams, can't live for me

is sleeping all you can think of as a solution for me?

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I finally put a name to it

You are my favourite room

I can roam the entire house

It's become a mansion

But in the end, I'll always return to you

I'll curl up in my favourite chair

I'll stare out the window

Violins will serenade, filling the air

And I'll sit there without a care

Watching the sky go from black to blue

You'll remind me not to demolish

Every other room outside this one

Remind me to keep trying

Buy some paint and decorations

Enough fairy lights to circle the world

Please, wrap my blanket around me

After I fall asleep here

You and I both know I will wake up

Tomorrow to my own room

And try to find my way back to you

There’s a song or a saying that says, “If you can’t be with the one you love, then love the one you’re with.”

In my opinion that’s a pretty crappy suggestion.

If you can’t be with the one you love, then love yourself enough to know you can do better. Why should the one you’re with receive second best or a half-ass kind of love?

No thanks… get to packing if that’s the case.

I thought it could be you and me

I was so certain it could be

I thought that we had chemistry

But there is no room for you, and me

We were so strong together

Thought it'd be a case of when, not whether

Thought we could stay connected forever

Now I know there's no future for us, together

Forgive me for my unbelief

There was so much from you I came to receive

But all of that acted just for me to be deceived

A future for us couldn't be...Sorry for my unbelief

Was everything always this dark?

Or did I just not notice this before?

The light that once led me had died, and I’ve gone astray

Just where am I?

I’ll always be here waiting, you know?

It’s not that I’m moving on, it’s you who is

I’ll always be rooted to this spot until you turn back

So, let's keep each other company, okay?

I’ve always wondered how it’ll feel like to move on

Is it filled with relief?

Sadness?

Frustration?

Guilt?

Who knows?

Today, again, I’m dreaming of that time and dwelling in memories

Old, old, old, memories

The times when we laughed brightly together

The times when we cried sorrowfully together

The times when I didn’t lose my way

But now everything is gone

So, who’s next?

Who will I cherish next?

Is it you? Or you? Or you?

Why can’t I just fall for someone who’ll stay with me forever?

Someone who won’t leave

Someone who’ll always be by my side

Someone who can help me stand up and walk beside them!

Someone who won’t let me be lonely…

Is there anyone out there like that?

#poem #poems

Every new verse

must find it path.

It light must shine

through

the tiniest cracks

of my life.

I might be

the one

putting the letters

in a system.

My password

are attached

to the writing

page.

It’s you

that keeps the

bulb on

so I can see

the keyboard.

It’s you that

appears

in my dream

when my

life flows

with the wind.

You are the

prose...

the fact of the matter is

sometimes you meet the right person

during the wrong time, for one

or for both of you

and you might love them

and im sure they miss you every

night that you're absent from their bed

and i can probably guess that you're

mad at the clock that sits on your nightstand

because the timing was not in your favor

but i regret to inform you that

there is absolutely nothing

you could do about the ache that you

feel for them

because that's how life goes

sometimes

the one person who could heat up your

entire body as soon as they lace

their fingers in yours

the one person that made you feel

everything and nothing all at once

is not meant to be yours

we

already mean too much

to me

you

already know too much

already own

my trust

scared to slip in a place

where we could possibly break

couples probably break

sooner or later

and then it’s too late

for us

they say

young love rarely lasts

all we’ve been building up

i want to keep safe.