The Weight Of The Wait

The Weight Of The Wait

Why do I always wait around for you to show?

Then when you do not my dark just does grow

It surrounds more and more of my internal core

As it gets heavier and it pushes down on me more

Obscuring further who and what I want to truly be

Only revealed when a flash of fleeing light shows me

Seconds pass seconds and as I sit here and I start to rue

Have you found a light, while putting my darkness behind you?

The weight is crushing deep on me, the wait is deeper still

The weight can only break me, but the wait can truly kill

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