Anticipation

As she lies in darkness, she awaits. She cries herself to sleep. Scars leave such pains. She can't stay asleep, she has these nightmares. She's misunderstood, but she's not insane. She awaits the day that she will see peace. She awaits that moment where the silence is alright. She awaits the time that girls see justice. She hopes that someday her vision will be in sight. As she watches the sun set The anticipation is killing her. All she needs is to escape, But the chilling memories are like murder. Anticipation is everywhere. Though she's crying and it's late, What she doesn't know is that the best cure for Anticipation is to wait.