i am waiting
for my thoughts to spiral
uncontrollably, twisting and turning
until i am trapped in a knot of despair
unable to unravel my own mind
i am waiting
for my mouth to open
angrily, gasping and heaving
until i am destroyed by inescapable darkness
unable to expel my own demons
i am waiting
for the knife to not be sharp enough
anxiously, cutting and failing
until i am left with a tiny scar
unable to vanish from my soul
i am waiting
to not be enough to stay
foolishly, hoping and wondering
until i realize i will always be just here
the person who never leaves
who will never be noticed
but is always waiting until one day she is
waiting on a dream
Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 7:41 PM UTC
i am waiting
for my thoughts to spiral
uncontrollably, twisting and turning
until i am trapped in a knot of despair
unable to unravel my own mind
i am waiting
for my mouth to open
angrily, gasping and heaving
until i am destroyed by inescapable darkness
unable to expel my own demons
i am waiting
for the knife to not be sharp enough
anxiously, cutting and failing
until i am left with a tiny scar
unable to vanish from my soul
i am waiting
to not be enough to stay
foolishly, hoping and wondering
until i realize i will always be just here
the person who never leaves
who will never be noticed
but is always waiting until one day she is
waiting on a dream
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