in between talk and laughs

in between silence and tears

in between hi and bye

in between crossed and missed

in between acceptance and rejection

several monologues were flooded by your insecurities and anxieties

your depression, bad days, unable to eat, to move, to act human

several conversation were waved by people’s award and achievements

their good days, good trip, good food, good friends and their amazing family and partner

in the corner of your bed you curled up in small tiny shaped of hope

struggling to breath wishing for any crumbles of reason to go on

in the chair of the crowd you laughed in loud shaped as huge as your dream

easily to talk and seize the subject seen with no scuffles and no wrestles

you weren’t supposed to be in so much pain

you weren’t supposed to be in so much stain

you were supposed to battle

you were supposed to settle

you wonder why in between of your laugh and talk you have the urge to cry

you wonder why in between of your silence and tears you have the urge to chuckle

you wonder why is it so hard to construct a monologue of your best everything

you wonder why is it so hard to abandon the conversation of others everything

**in the last sentences, you conclude that

in the first step walking out of your grimmy bedroom**

in the last bite of your sluggish snack from last night

if you can bid your emotions

you can swallowed them