peering around corners
expecting the unexpected
fearing the unknown
waiting for you
a solid wall protects my back
forcing you to confront me
like a real man
face to face
in my hand is my protection
a pistol ready to be my defense
shaking by my side
waiting for you
the door slams shut
the first sign that your home
hollering my name
looking for a fight
footsteps echo down the hall
shadows dance like ghosts
knowing I am here
waiting for you
my grip tightens in anxiousness
defeating the fear
arm raised in anger
ending the madness
a shot resonates throughout
leaving you lifeless
I will never again be
waiting for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One down and many more to go my friend...remember no pressure.