WAITING TO LIVE

Winds have gone,
still more to come,
waves are louder,
but so still,
i see a storm,
growing darker within me,
cause of my past,
effect to my present,
no sunlight in sight,
but darkness growing darker,
no end,
no start,
my life began like this,
with my guilt,
and no blood in me,
but lies and death,
my writing gets lost,
ink sinks deeper,
revealing me,
my destiny,
to fall deeper,
into the endless grave,
life with no scope, no hope,
but lies i live,
memories seem fake,
figuring out which is real,
what to believe and what not to,
reading my last note,
an end to my story,
i can see the stone,
with my name,
denying my existence,
can life be any more creative,
with my signature of death,
it's always been about me,
never about life,
still waiting for someone,
to come ,
to give me a start,
beginning to life, a reason to it.