Waiting

by Getting Out of the Sea   May 13, 2007


Look at me.
I am on the fire, and ice at the same time.
I am tired being on both.
My face are turning into cold.
My hands are turning into stone.
Look at me.
I don't really want to memorize my mistakes
Going to ask God to forgive my sins
I am tired of my sins
Waiting for the paradise
Waiting for a peace place
Waiting for a quiet place
Waiting for my thoughts to fade
I just want to be left alone, sometimes
Left alone in my lone world
Waiting for the darkness to melt
Waiting for the black clouds to melt
Waiting for the paradise
Waiting for the fire to calm down
Waiting for the ice to melt
Look at me
Look at my cold, stone face
I am left alone in my world
Nobody can understand me
Nobody can help to calm me down
Waiting for someone to help me
Waiting for someone to break me free
Waiting for someone to get me out of the darkness
Soon, I will scream out of my world
Trying to break myself free

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lesbian Natalie

    I can feel myself in this poem...like you are tired of everything being all mixed up...I am too, chick...5/5 Great Job!!!

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