Staring out the window, I scan the street below
Another night alone, my misery does grow
A heavy heart of sadness, my patience so thin
So tired of waiting, emotions swell within.
My phone provides no comfort, there's no messages to read
Overtaken by deep sorrow, I sink deeper in my seat
Staring at the clock, which never moves or ticks
Here I stay alone - so used to this wait and get sick.
My heart yearn for answers will he never come?
Even though he plainly stated that this wasn't done
- Author: jessica rose ( Offline)
- Published: February 17th, 2023 19:20
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
Comments1
I felt this one a lot. One of the best ones I’ve read on here
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