Waiting

The reckless impurity, that is my life

Has carved a hollow soul

As time only stands and watches

Never attempting to console

Beneath the veil of uncertainty

I've stumbled and lost my way

My voice, but an echo of who I was

No longer has anything to say

Trampled upon by my destiny

Held captive by my past

Broken and bent, on borrowed time

Is the shadow that I cast

I try to see what others see

But I'm blinded by my fate

I can hear the future calling me

But I can feel I need to wait

The waiting lasts forever in seems

For me, the hardest part

I wonder if she'll ever come back

To mend this broken heart

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

First off, poem structure is splendid. It rolls through the mind and off the tongue with ease. Secondly, the portrayal of emotion is striking and pure. It is hard for one that is riddled with heavy thoughts to see how others note the goodness and other positive quailities in him/her. Such a profound sadness, but holding out hope. Hope is never lost. Wonderfully powerful writing.