If I could draw a line to etch a design
To paint a picture, illuminating a fixture
An idea or wishful thinking, or maybe a thought
This can't be all my fault
The days draws on the nights are just as long
If I can just make it through another song
Everything will be worthwhile
Sometimes I feel like I'm on trial
Fated to solitude becomes the ever looming mood
Maybe that's the solution to this cruel evolution
Heart stays heavy, eyes near teary
"What's taking so fucking long?", is my daily inquiry
Okay maybe I should just take a breath, and count to three
I didn't wait this long to come up empty
Trusting the process isn't something I do, especially when it comes to you
Or maybe there's no you coming to be
Maybe I'm just waiting on me
Now wouldn't that be a switch
Waiting on someone who's already in the mix
I don't see the logic of me manifesting me
Oh well, back to the drawing board for some clarity
How could I be my destiny?
How do I share me with me?
There's no reasonable conclusion
Maybe all of this is just an illusion
So I'll just carry on...
Working on me, continuing to wait, maybe patiently
Only because I'm looking for you plus me equaling infinity....
About the Creator
Mesaye
From the moment I read my first Edgar Allen Poe story when I was 12 yrs old, I knew what made my heart flutter & what drove my imagination. Writing has been something I’ve loved doing, fell far away from & am now drawn back to it!
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