Waiting Alone Poem by Kirsten H...

Waiting Alone



I sit here,
Waiting.
Just as I was
Yesterday,
The day before
Yesterday,
And the day before
That.
My only escape from
Anguish
Comes from when I sleep.
I flow and drift
Like smoke,
Exploring the colors
The worls has to offer.
But unfortunatly,
I know I will wake
And find myself
Waiting
In the same spot
I just was,
Only a few moments ago...
Waiting

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lysa Rohlsen 17 August 2010

this is a decent poem

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