Every Night I Wait...

Every Night I Wait...

A Poem by Michelle Pietersen

Every night I wait
Every minute turns to the hour
I get so mad, its like the cream that turns the crop sour
So I ask myself briefly, Where are you tonight

Every night I sit in the livingroom
Its like feces attracting flies
Little do I know, its full moon
Your a hybrid, running wild even though you said you'd see me soon

Wish I could explain my love I have for you
Its the type where you love so hard, that it hurts
This so called second chance, it feels so new
Waiting for the arrow to strike the apple, my heart bursts

Explanations wavering out of your mouth
I don't care, just kiss me hard as if you're gonna go
Its scares me that I love you so
You foretell that its not just me, but us both

I hold my breath and count to ten
Wondering to go which way
Is this happening again
You say that "I'll marry this girl one day"

Yet I wait night after night
And others come to me with a warning
Still I believe in a happy ending
You're not in any sight

And so on, and so forth
But I guess the world spins madly on...

© 2013 Michelle Pietersen


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Added on October 26, 2013
Last Updated on October 26, 2013