The wait continues-
Endless, Meaningless
An escape, momentous…
Reality, does not trust
Anymore. Faith has
Ceased to exist.
The search continues-
Pointless; Regardless
Of its own Futility.
Hope exists, though
Faint, Imperceptible-
At the edge of reason.
Dabbling in self-pity!
Nevertheless doing
Nothing to make a change.
Nothing to make a change.
Days pass, sordid
Like sand that
Slips through the fingers.
Slips through the fingers.
Chasing new Dreams,
Budding new hopes
Across the Shadow of the Past.
Trudging to the End
Directionless; Lost in
The Wilderness of Life.
The place you never reach.
Isn’t the wait
That Life’s all about?
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