Heaven Is Too Far To Run! Poem by Amy rhian Oleary

D you know how long i've been waiting
for the corner to come my way?
i'm stuck in this narrow stairwell,
fighting through each and every day,

they tell me its just a little while,
the corner its not far to come,
but all i really want to do is sit,
cos heaven is too far to run,

i try to look for an opening, they seem to pop up now and then,
the sighns are coloured bright purple,
but when i decide to take a chance,
i end up doing a pearfect circle,

how come i feel no emotion,
i have felt each pillar and post,
maybee its a good thing after all
that you are the the thing i miss most!