Waiting

Waiting as I'm wanting to

Speaking as I'm spoken to

Changing to your point of view

Fading as I follow you

A boyish notion of false emotion

These words are spoken despite my love

A fool's devotion was set in motion

My eyes are open now

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend

You hide beneath the physical

I see it coming but I can't defend

You cut so deep, my belief is gone

Tell me what I want to say

Save me for another day

Break me, it's the game you play

Hate me as I turn away

Author's Note

I just felt like I needed to write my feelings

Reviews

[Gustan Joseph]

wow! love the choice of words at the end. Awesome poem, I like it.