The Wait…..

The ruins of an abandoned heart waits somewhere, to be restored again…A devastated soul waits somewhere to be pulled together again…

Haunted memories roam the streets somewhere waiting to be free again…

Shackled dreams wait somewhere to be rescued again…

A disturbed self stays afloat cold winter nights, waiting for you…

To come and hold me, so tight..

And just to hear say, it’s okay…

I’m here….

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