The Question

Awaiting an answer that I don’t want to hear
Time ticking bye as the moment draws near
I pray. I wonder. I hope. I fear.
Time ticking bye as the moment draws near

Happiness or hurt?
The question remains
Until it is answered
My mind left in chains
Rigid with anticipation
While terror reigns
I’m so sick of sorrow
I’m done playing games

I see you as good
You see me as bad
A friendship I have
And yet never had
A tortured heart
My mind gone mad
And yet without you…
What am I?

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A feeling I know all too

A feeling I know all too well. Another gorgeous poem, might I add.