Illustrated by: @ananxiousflower
She’s looking for an answer
In the middle of a line.
Not the start, for it’s too fresh.
Not the end, since by then,
the thought is dead.
But when all things are left unsaid,
She tends to lose herself in her head.
Rational becomes replaced with an
Reality becomes a
Then lines cross and fiction will intermix.
In a scenario, she desperately tries to fix.
If only she could find the middle,
Before she jumps to the end.