I have fallen in love with the middle ground

my soul paid the price,

not by choice, I must say

the pressure of just being.

I reckon, I have heard someone say “the middle is the best.“

The safest, at-least

right?!

What a coward I have become,

twisting the definition of brave to liberate myself.

Hoping some positives comes from this chaos,

thank God for small miracles, and move on.

Some people have it worse, I hear

So, be thankful for the middle ground.

Ahh, damn it

damn it all to hell, am taking that step

Am holding a banner for me,

its upside down, but look past that

as i peacefully wait to be pulled swiftly,

right into the dissonance.