I stand where light and shadow meet, Neither in heaven nor in hell's seat.
A whisper in my mind that's just unclear-Is it hope, or is it fear?
God says, "Come to the light," But the devil says, "Come here to feel right."
I close my eyes-both voices keep going on, I can't choose what is right or wrong.
So here I stand, not a saint and not a sin, Just me, and the wars continue within.
And whatever I choose, that draws my fate, And I don't really want to regret It
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Comments1
The in between and indecision where one is unsure of what is right or wrong in a decision. Balanced and on the division a no man's land. Nicely described here
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