Waiting For a Heartbreak
1, 2, 3, 4,.....
What time is it?
Not yet??
Why not yet?
Heart issues got me in stirring mode
Nonstop, something's cooking
Something's brewing, it better be bitter
Feels good to be hurt
It's like SAD is the fuel that pushes me further
My mind reaches to levels unthinkable
My pen bleeds, red bright blood
its blades sharpen with every tear
Its letters arrive to distances untold
Waiting. ....
Darkness becomes such a comforting home
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