WaitingA Poem by Elizabeth PorterfieldWaiting on something rarely given within humanity.
Standing on the jagged pedistal
of fear and pain and pride Waiting Waiting Waiting for what I have no idea. Maybe healing Maybe peace Maybe a light To lead me through the cold dark night But I never find it Will I ever? © 2012 Elizabeth Porterfield |
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3 Reviews Added on March 7, 2012 Last Updated on July 21, 2012 AuthorElizabeth PorterfieldButlerville, ARAboutI have written and love lots of dark and depressing writing, although my friends call me chipper.... I usually am a pretty happy person unless you piss me off:) I'm twenty years old and trying to figu.. more..Writing
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