Somewhere between love, and anger. Somewhere between hope, and discouragement. I am stuck in the middle; with an uncomfortable shadow telling me to choose, Lingering near me constantly. And it never seems to leave. My head and thoughts control me. It’s like I’m an old, damaged, rusty truck holding my pieces together while something else’s hands are on the wheel. Like it’s going for a joy ride of self destructive behavior. My choices don’t seem like my own. And my actions fill me with regret almost as if I wasn’t the one who chose them. So many words in my … Continue reading Somewhere in between