stuck in the in-between places

I'm not sure what to say these days. Things have been, I don't know the right word, rough I suppose, and I've found myself in a very bad place. As in those really dark places. I know you know the ones. Where your words won't come and you find yourself distant and alone and just …

in and out

the in does not match the out one is akin to absolute chaos and maddening destruction, banging on the door just trying to escape the mind-blowing pure, raw craziness of it all the other is stone-faced silence where the words have no place or time or meaning no match not now not ever I don't …