Wait
A word that I hate
A word I love
A word to cause despair
A word to cause joy
Wait
Why should we wait those final moments?
Why do we stop just shy of the finish line?
Wait
But what if
The waiting is what's killing us?
What if
Life is just a waiting game, and we all wait for death
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait for him, wait for her
Wait for them, wait for you
Life
Is a waiting game
Life
Is one wait after another
Life
Is nothing but waiting for the next thing
Life
Is
Waiting
So why not come wait awhile with me?
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Yeah, waiting sucks sometimes, especially when you know you're so close to what you seek.
Hope y'all enjoy this poem, I've been trying to do a little more in this format because it's not so restraining.
Until next time,
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Half Truths and Hidden Memories
PoetryA place of sorrow, of fear, of pain. A place of joy, of hope, of love. A place to cry out in fear. A place to shout in joy. A place to be myself, and hope not to be judged for who I am.
