Waiting Date: Tuesday, 2nd February 2010 @ 04:49:41 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Chamaron Waiting for the drop to drip Begging for time to slip In a puddle of mercy, please Pass the days away with ease. Years carved out of my shadow, Forced against will to bend low In a bow so faulty, so mistaken So much time from me was taken. But I don’t want it back now, Neither youth nor aged brow, All I want is my freedom; come, With more time it will be done, Over with, passed, tunneled through A light at the end, something true. It need not be heaven nor great Just simply mine; a clean slate. Waiting in agony my trouble, Finish line farther, time double. I ask you not to undo nor forgive Just let it be time for me to live Unburdened, unsaddled, dry from rain Freed from the cycles of years’ old pain That was never mine, born bearing And I’ve wasted too much time wearing. This poem is Copyright © Chamaron Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=157198