Just Waiting

life is but a dream
where nothing is
ever as it seems
playing this funny game
whispering lies to us
in the ever – changing winds

the clock ticks
and the sun sets
and the moon rises
i’m waiting, always
just waiting

could a simple
lie be the truth?
in a better, or at
least different world

beyond the window
there is a shadow
broken, forgotten things
that wraps you around
the silence that was you

tomorrow seeps in
as future drops
in to haunt
whispering : stop dreaming

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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