The in-between

“I linger in the in-between –
The space from here to there,
From this to that,
From what is to what could’ve been.

I linger so to feel something;
Something more than this or that
That pushes me forward only to pull me back
And haunt me like a ghost I carry on my back.

The in-between is a place to be confused,
Uncertain, unsteady, yet slightly bemused
By the never knowing, never guessing,
Of what’ll happen, while forever wondering, hoping and praying.

Whilst in the in-betweens of life
I’ve collected pages now covered in dust;
Still, it’s always the words that come alive
Becoming my very own stars born out of dust…”

Ana