WaitingA Poem by Chylano finished having writers block :/I breathe in, letting the air gather inside me. then exhale waiting for something more than just used air to come out. Im waiting...waiting. waiting for the acceptance i long for, but will never recieve for it is too late. I wait. The sand in the hour glass draining into an abyss. My heart rate slowing to a hault. Im waiting... waiting to flatline watching the final pieces of sand fall in slow motion. Breathe in. waiting... waiting. the hands of time broken inside the grandfather clock. exhale once more. Waiting... Waiting for time to speed up and pass the tragedies that await. gasping for air is all i have left. as i wait... My shallow breathes staling inside me. Waiting as the hours turn to minutes and the minutes to turn seconds. Thats all i have left. I wait... 10..9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
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1 Review Added on September 22, 2013 Last Updated on September 22, 2013 AuthorChylaAboutI write mostly poetry I have worked on short stories and novels overall I just love to write and share my material with whoever wants to read it. I hope you enjoy :) and if you want leave me a review .. more..Writing
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