Waiting….. - Poem by Aly Grey
I was told to wait on what I’m unsure,
That’s what you said so that I’ll do,
I think I’m waiting for night to fall
and everything that’s due.
Wait they said and I listened well,
I was waiting for sun to rise, for it to set,
For rain to start, for it to stop,
I listened and listened, and listened to them.
Nights turned dark and mornings did too,
I was still waiting but waiting on who?
Days turned months and months turned years,
I was waiting on whom or what that wasn’t there.
I was disappointed waiting and nothing seemed to make sense,
Confusion cascaded a painted today,
I am tired of waiting, fed up of the blame game,
I was tired of living, now I know that all this while I was waiting on death.
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