ErikaRaven
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I KEEP UP THIS WAIT
I'm sitting at the study table,
My heart is still unstable,
I wonder if this voice that is so feeble,
Will ever be, to you, reachable,
I keep up this wait,
But my heart is shattering like a plate,
Where are you mate?
I bring my pen near my lips,
Looking at the paper in front of me,
That is covered with these scripts,
Was that what I think it was? A rip?
From the depths of this heart,
Why do these seconds take so long to pass?
Why is my heart as weak as a glass shard?
Why do these feelings not come to pass?
Why do I miss you so damn much?
Where are you, my friend?
Why do I want to feel that warm touch?
Why can't these feelings of mine budge?
I keep up this wait,
But I can hear my heart shattering like a plate,
Where are you mate?
I feel so damn alone,
Why is this voice still unknown?
I just want to run,
Why can't you be forgotten?
Come and ease this restlessness of mine,
Come and ease this uneasiness of mine,
It gets too painful to endure from time to time.
{Dedicated to my dear friends who have all suddenly gotten too busy
Sincerely,
Erika}
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