In-between

drip.
drop.
the rain spoke to me. calling me out. out into a world of sorrow and pain. of the tears that became the rain.
shh.
hush.
the voices above me called. they wanted me in. in to the love and understandment that was shared freely to eveyone and everything.
drip.
drop.
shh.
hush.
they both called. one of pain. the other of joy.
then something eles called to me.
not something i could hear, but feel. a warm touch of a mother was rapped around one hand. the hard, but loving grip of a father held the other. thats when i chosed.
i chose the world in-between.