Waiting

I was gifted a life that most only dream of

Not by ease of choice

But through fire and forgery of pain

Within this abomination

Of an intuitive pathway

I hoped it would come to a clearing

Where my head I could lay

On the lap of my beloved

Where a home we would build

To raise those who would carry us

Through to old age

However, that is not what became

The life I was gifted

Could not have been more sweet

I couldn’t quit bleeding

And I bled all over the one I loved

The one that swore that I’d be the only one

Had to walk away

Because I couldn’t sustain

The life that I asked for and was given

So now I replace my happiness

For more pain

Perhaps I am not done

Being forged into greatness

Perhaps I thought I was gifted

The life I wanted

Perhaps you are still out there

And I just need to wait