Discussion A land of “In Between...” - a poetic movement

[Rocksandsand]

I wish I could sit down with my loved ones
And explain that none of this is their fault.
Instead I lay here on this couch all day
And chat to my little online cult.

Understanding is rare and fleeting.
I don't often feel safe, but I feel safe here.
Sharing deepest thoughts with strangers;
Anonymity shields me from fear.

 

[SinisterKid]

Between a rock and a hard place
How this ends I just dont know
Standing at my crossroads
Wondering which way I ought to go.

I wish to leave this world behind
See whats on the other side
Its a journey I know I have to make
I am just waiting for my ride.

But the only trip I get to take
Is one that's laced with guilt
As others seek to demolish
The selfish walls I built.

Can I live for other people
And not have a life my own
Always putting others first
The only life I've known.

It's a dilemma I am burdened with
My cross alone to bear
If I am to end my life
Why should I even care?

 

[Bulletwbttrflywings]

Again I sit alone and wish...
How it would feel to be close to someone like this.
What I would have missed,
If I wouldn't have fucked it up like shit.

I float around like I've got nothing to miss,
But all along I've got nothing amiss,
Why am I alone to reminisce?

Guess I have nothin to miss...

 

[SinisterKid]

I am broken as
The foaming waves that hit the shore
Flotsam, floating aimlessly
on the ocean currents.

I am broken as
The shattered glass that grasps my reflection
a image that is pixelated
A thousand scattered pieces.

I look back over my shoulder at the roads I have travelled
Nothing is what is seems,
The road is just an illusion
A echo of my dreams.

Soaring, I am released
chains broken, locks shattered
My gaol lies exposed
vulnerable, impotent
unable to shackle my soul
or harness my spirit.

Suffering no more
Pain no more
I am free.

 

[ish]

Port Of Many Ships
It's a sunny pleasant anchorage is Kingdom Come
Where the crew is always layin' aft with double-tots o' rum
'N' there's dancin' and there's fiddlin' of ev'ry kind o' sort
It's a fine place for sailormen is that there port.
'N' I wish --
I wish as I was there.

The winds is never nothin' more than jest light airs
'N' no one gets belayin' pinned, 'n' no-one never swears
Yer free to loaf an' laze around, yer pipe atween yer lips
Lollin' on the fo'c's'le, sonny, lookin' at the ships.
'N' I wish --
I wish as I was there.
For ridin' in the anchorage the ships of all the world
Have got one anchor down 'n' all sails furled;
All the sunken hookers 'n' the crews as took 'n' died
They lays there merry, sonny, swingin' with the tide.
'N' I wish --
I wish as I was there.
Drowned old wooden hookers green wi' drippin' wrack
Ships as never fetched to port, as never came back
Swingin' to the blushin' tide, dippin' to the swell,
'N' the crews all singin', sonny, beatin' on the bell.
'N' I wish --
I wish as I was there.
This poem was first published in Speaker, August 1902 and then published in Masefield's SALT WATER BALLADS the same year. In 1919 it was set to music by Frederick Keel (1871-1954).

 

[Bulletwbttrflywings]

I lay in my familiar bed with my familiar surroundings feeling like an outcast in my own home.
I don't think I'll ever be home.

finding solace in my own lonely tear, moments of fear, scars from the mere... loneliness sinking in.
Drunken thoughts caress my feelings of bliss, wanting to call me to my end and end this amiss...
but alas, my time is not yet. It's not now.
So I take another sip of my poison, awaiting the day.
I pray I go fast and soon. Darkness, my old friend.

 

[Haku]

I found myself here, in the land of "in between." A safe space but also a very lonely place, if I could be honest.

I know my time here is limited, but it feels so expansive... I'd like to end it now, but I know I gotta keep holding on...

Like a rat to the cheese on the mousetrap, it's not ending it but it's making it easier... suffocation allows different thoughts to move, and perspectives to change.

So I sit here, drinking my poison, wishing for an end... but I'm stuck here... thinking of better days. Days of pure happiness, without scrutiny. Days where joy felt like normalcy.

I sit here wishing, waiting, hoping it will be...

Better. For me and the rest of these.... people.

Please add more, as I have nothing else to say....

Oh wow, I would have seen you as a good friend if I met you sooner, I would have loved to comment back to you with my own poetic perspective, but unfortunately my depression has killed alot of my brain cells, and my creative mind hasn't been so creative for a while, but I understand your perspective

 

[SinisterKid]

Holding her
A fleeting moment shared
Frozen in a hourglass
She understood he cared

Another time
Another place
Another life
A new embrace

Drinking in her essence
No bottle could ever hold
Whispered words of longing
She could not be consoled

And so we leave this place
Never a backward stare
Hand in hand she guides me
To a land of sweet despair

In this place we shall reside
If only in my head
Meet me on the other side
When I am gone and dead

Share a glass, share a laugh
Take some time to rest
You are never lonely here
Do not be distressed

This time
This place
This life
I shall embrace.

 

[woxihuanni]

For a day or two, was my refrain
Peace in embrace
Quiet I wish we were
Not just with lack of words
Quiet, and hush, and hush
Rocking lightly in a sea
You stole even the name of the sea
Lullaby, lullaby, the sea and the son
The son to hide the chocolate from
In true Z. spirit

 

[Bulletwbttrflywings]

Oh wow, I would have seen you as a good friend if I met you sooner, I would have loved to comment back to you with my own poetic perspective, but unfortunately my depression has killed alot of my brain cells, and my creative mind hasn't been so creative for a while, but I understand your perspective

You response is poetic. Embrace that to be your truth and allow the words to just come.
We're all friends here. Thank you for your lovely words. The depression has not killed a lot of your brain cells, it's just a light darkener. You're still you and very compassionate. Hugs.

Holding her
A fleeting moment shared
Frozen in a hourglass
She understood he cared

Another time
Another place
Another life
A new embrace

Drinking in her essence
No bottle could ever hold
Whispered words of longing
She could not be consoled

And so we leave this place
Never a backward stare
Hand in hand she guides me
To a land of sweet despair

In this place we shall reside
If only in my head
Meet me on the other side
When I am gone and dead

Share a glass, share a laugh
Take some time to rest
You are never lonely here
Do not be distressed

This time
This place
This life
I shall embrace.

I adore this so much
And your moment of gratitude
May you never be locked up
In your own solitude
Confinement which is riddled
With thoughts of despair and loneliness
To drink another drink
And to laugh beyond compare
I hold you close dear too friend
For today we are still here
Just waiting for the moment
To catch that stinkin bus

much hugs.

 

[SinisterKid]

Captured in a place between living and dying
Is this purgatory?
This shell is my gaol, keeping me breathing
Sentenced to neither live, nor die
How much longer?

The point of it all is?
I live, I lose
I die, I lose
I love, I lose
I hate, I lose
A no win situation, is that all there is to it?

I fight, I kick, I punch, I scream, I shout
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Release me, let me go, just
let me be, let me BE
This is me, this is me
Who am I?

Tock tick, tock tick, tock tick
Treading time, waiting for something?
is that the real gaol?
Am I my own gaoler, warden and inmate
My mind the ultimate keeper of secrets that
Shackle me to who I am, what I have become?

Purpose, I need purpose
Where are you in my hour of need?
Motivation, just why the fuck did you abandon me?
The only one who always stood by my side
and I cant love them back!
How can I love you when I dont love myself?
Loathsome, weak,
The wreck of a former self that no longer exists
Is all that is left.
How do I live with that, how do I die with that?

 

[Bulletwbttrflywings]

Captured in a place between living and dying
Is this purgatory?
This shell is my gaol, keeping me breathing
Sentenced to neither live, nor die
How much longer?

The point of it all is?
I live, I lose
I die, I lose
I love, I lose
I hate, I lose
A no win situation, is that all there is to it?

I fight, I kick, I punch, I scream, I shout
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Release me, let me go, just
let me be, let me BE
This is me, this is me
Who am I?

Tock tick, tock tick, tock tick
Treading time, waiting for something?
is that the real gaol?
Am I my own gaoler, warden and inmate
My mind the ultimate keeper of secrets that
Shackle me to who I am, what I have become?

Purpose, I need purpose
Where are you in my hour of need?
Motivation, just why the fuck did you abandon me?
The only one who always stood by my side
and I cant love them back!
How can I love you when I dont love myself?
Loathsome, weak,
The wreck of a former self that no longer exists
Is all that is left.
How do I live with that, how do I die with that?

You have a beautiful way with words @SinisterKid And it speaks to my heart
It's a shame we're an ocean apart
Living through these threads life must be
I will see to it that you know
And always know
You have a friend in me

 

[SinisterKid]

Improving? is that the delusion?
a song of hope in the minds eye
the one momentary illusion
images, shattered pieces
of a life passed me by.

I faught my conscience
a battle of perfect ferocity
warfare due to recommence
a conquered mind
broken by curiosity

Ignorance makes such easy friends
Its embrace, welcome and warm
making light, it often transcends
doubting my own existence
A life about to transform.

Where do I go from here?
I have no answer to that
Hopefully you will be there to guide me
comfort me
console me
before my other friend
takes what is not his.

 

[MisanthropicLycan]

A conquered mind
A vanquished brain
I scream into the digital waves of cyberspace
Can you see my pain through your glowing plasma screen?
Can you hear my coded whispers of desperation stranger of the world wide web?
I am a heretic and a pariah
A leper soothsayer from the dark corners of the internet
I am a madman and a prophet
Hear my voice of robotic tranquility
Telling you quietly that
Technological tears taste like liquid electricity

 

[SinisterKid]

Alone, on some distant shore, I
Scan the horizon for a sign, A
Portent of your arrival,
Alas, I am to bask in the shadow
of bitter disappointment.

My aching heart yearns for one last taste
A tincture only you can provide
A sip, revival guaranteed
Sustenance
In one last kiss.

Oceans apart in life
Connected in death
Your embrace
Warmed
my exit.

 

[CuriousAboutThis]

Abused, used, lied to, stolen from, manipulated,

By the very same people who I once grew up with,

Those who I once adored and admired,
Even by the girl I once loved,

Sorry, I burnt down that fort,
Sorry, for leaving you in the woods with a ball gag,

Sorry, I wasn't good enough,
Sorry, for my past, present, and future sins,

My virtues are dying or maybe I never had any,

Sorry, for being soulless but being with you made me feel like I had a soul,

Even better a soulmate,

May I die in this world painlessly and peacefully,

If I could take it all away,
I'd initiate the 2020 mark,

Where all sins are forgiven and forgotten,
All evidence goes away,

May Death take me peacefully,
May Hell be Annihilated,

May I go back to the Heavens and the Earth,
Or back to the void where I once came from.

I wish I could sit down with my loved ones
And explain that none of this is their fault.
Instead I lay here on this couch all day
And chat to my little online cult.

Understanding is rare and fleeting.
I don't often feel safe, but I feel safe here.
Sharing deepest thoughts with strangers;
Anonymity shields me from fear.

This speaks to me,
So loud yet so quiet,

This online cult for it seems to be another family,
Almost like friends who never met,

Sharing our deep darkest times within our own making of our own history of life,

Based off of our own experiences,
Within this reality,

Which don't get me wrong life is as beautiful as it is ugly,

Painful yet pleasurable,
Sufferable and insufferable,

With and without,
Of all contradictions,

And constants and variations of ourselves,
May we all find peace.