Waiting
I spend my life waiting
Waiting for what comes next
Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Waiting to be disappointed again
Or to have my heart broken
Always waiting,
Anticipating
Preparing myself for the next tragedy
Or heartache
And I'm not really living
I'm just surviving
I mean, what kind of life can you have
When you spend all your time building walls
Preparing for the next battle
Waiting for the next storm
Just going through the motions of life
But here I sit,
Waiting
Copyright © Brittney Tyler | Year Posted 2016
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