Waiting

I just keep waiting 'til I can leave...

My ears have grown deaf to their
Fights.
My eyes have grown blind to their
Addictions.
My heart has grown numb from their
Ignorance.
Every day I sit
Waiting.
Waiting for freedom.
Waiting for peace.
Waiting for happiness.
They do not notice
Me.
They do not pay attention
To Me.
They do not look at it
From my point
Of View.
Waiting.
Waiting is now all I know.
Waiting is all I can do.
I imagine what it will be like
When I can stop
Waiting.
But that cannot change anything.
Cannot change the fact
That I am stuck
Here
Waiting.

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Reviews

[freelancejouster]

this is quite a wonderful use of repetition, i'm not usually a fan, but i really like this.

[Violeta]

Oh, the fighting parents... they sure suck at loving us when they're fighting, huh?

[~M&A~]

Fighting should be rare between parents, but it's not and when it's yours you believe it's all your fault. At least, that's what i feel when mine do. And all you can do IS wait, just to see the out come and pray they don't separate (trust me, i know how it feels when they do).

[Blessed_Angel]

wow such a sad poem it brought tears to my eyes..

[Gleek4ever21]

Omg! This poem made me cry! I can feel the emotion in it! I'm so sorry!

[SpeakxNow]

Your parents?

[NightShade]

That is a most incredible verbal acknowledgment of personal Purgatory. So very well put together and executed with amazing precision. The promise of dreams and the cessation of anguish, is a torture that seemingly can't be born. Eventually, you won't have to wait but you have it right. Waiting, is just potential, without inertia yet... Seems like you have potential and inertia on your side as a writer.

[ClaireBear]

sad but true

[Jocelin]

Sad but very interesting :)