In the Middle

I stood where two voices faded,

Where silence wore familiar names,

Between what love had promised

And what sorrow slowly claimed.

They didn’t mean to leave me

Balanced on a breaking line,

Pulled between two memories,

Two hearts that once were mine.

One side held warm laughter,

The other, quiet tears,

And I was just a child

Trying to quiet all my fears.

Each path looked sharp and narrow,

Each step too wide or small,

I feared that any choice I made

Would mean losing it all.

So I stood in all the questions,

In the middle of the pain,

Waiting for a sign from heaven

Or a whisper in the rain.

But answers don’t come shouting,

They arrive as gentle truth:

A voice that says, “Keep walking.

The way is found in you.”

So I took a step toward healing,

Then another, then one more,

Building light from broken moments

And a future worth living for.

Now I am not divided,

Not the lost space in between—

I am a soul who chose to live,

And in that choice, I am seen