Lost Between

Lost Between

By Karyn Indursky

 

 

The cracks of life are swallowing 
me whole... 
day by day... 
night by night. 
My innocence, corruption, purity, 
insecurity, confidence, protection, love, 
anger, hate, fate, destiny, and all that 
completes me falls through the holes of the cracks. 
I try to catch these pieces into my open 
palms of my hands, but all I catch are 
bitter, hurt, regretful 
falling... 
falling... 
falling tears. 
Upon these hands of mine I have nothing 
left to give, but I'm not here to receive, either. 
I'm here to take back all that has been 
lost between.

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