Untitled and Unfinished-Need feedback for what I have so far...

I hear the clattering stones of Oz,
But I cry on and never pause.
I'm alone here, and the world is grey,
As I sit and wait for day.

I once was told that after pain,
These tears I cry will cease to rain,
And if I lie alone at night,
Love I'll find at morning's light.

But after waiting six long years,
I find I'm tranced by new-found fears.
I'm disbelieving faith above,
And losing hope...for what is love.

-Megan Monique 2006