I looked out of the window where you left me standing.
I know you are upset with what I have done but it was not my fault.
You were the one who lied and cheating on me and I found out.
You said it was cause of me as I was always evil and cold.
I am now playing this waiting game.
I just roll a one you roll six and I never know why
I want to stop playing this waiting game
This poem is great and emotional and you write very good way as I love from the heart.
Hey, if you're playing the 'Waiting Game' with those odds, I'd find a new way to go about it! This is an interesting poem about patience and self sacrifice. L
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the message here, Kel, but I feel you could express it more strongly. For ideas, I recommend you to have a look at Vincent Turner's 'The Locked Door'. It's a different but related theme. I hope you don't mind me saying this. Warmest regards, Gina.