On a wait

ayatocka

Restless
In my place without purposes
I'm waiting
Since then eleven I was standing
Imagining me as a grown
Hoping the better version
But deep down I have known
I never belong
How is it a life
Where all you do was questioning
Waiting for when
The ending come
Asking why
Still alive?
How?
This worthless me
Today too, still breathing
The mist isn't yet to come
I sat and hum
Is it today?
The world will continue anyway 
As I wither away 
Back to where I came from
Too numb to wish in dime
For the end of time
So I will just wait
For my time to come
To finally at peace
Rest

  • Author: ayatocka (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2024 23:17
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 1
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