Waiting
I'm investigating that small voice inside of me...
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I'm waiting...for what?  I feel as if I'm just standing in the storm waiting not knowing what my effort was for, not having any high expatations, afraid of what was to come. Oh heck, I dont even know if anything is coming. How long do I have to wait here? How long is it before he comes?

It's been too long, I've been slipping slowly out of my conciousness. I stare ahead in the foggy darkness and see nothing. Suddenly it hit me. I know what I'm looking for. I'm looking for something I want more than anything else, looking for something that I cant have.

I'm waiting for true love.