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  Mar 2015 Dr Strange
J G
The waiting is what slows me down,
The waiting makes me weak.
The waiting that draws out my days
And keeps me from my sleep.

The waiting keeps me dwelling long;
Gives hopes of nothing more.
When I decide to recognize,
I'll be waiting here no more.

Waiting weeks for something good
Or expecting something bad,
Keeps my mind on what just might;
Not all the great I have.
Dr Strange Mar 2015
All this time I have been hating myself for falling in love with you
Letting my guard down now my heart never wants to be away from you
I don't even know what it is that keeps driving my back to you
I would say it's your charms, beauty, but that's honesty not the truth
Now every girl I see my mind automatically compares her to you
But no one ever exceeds you and that's the honest truth
I know I sound insane but my mind just won't understand
My heart is confused convinced that it'll come back to you
Not getting through its thick skull  that I lost you
So now I'm lonely soul walking a dreaded path
Not knowing why I was destined to face such wrath
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