Waiting For The Wonderful Poem by Lissa White

Waiting for the wonderful
To shine through the clouds
That is my daily existence
Where is the sun?
That breaks through the clouds
And make sad days, happy ones
Where is the hope?
It is gone
Stolen
“STOP! ” I cry
At the thief in the night
I let them take it without a fight
Because I don’t have the strength
To stand up and take back my hope
I just don’t have the ability to cope
I no longer have any dreams
Life is not fair, it seems
I am waiting patiently
Trying to keep it together
Waiting for the wonderful