Tired Of Waiting Poem by Elizabeth Walker

Tired Of Waiting



You’re in the other room; I left to avoid your stare
I gaze into your eyes, yet all I can do is touch your hair
I saw true joy as laughter escaped your lips,
I want to feel your skin run smooth under my fingertips
To feel your heart beating through into my chest
A true love as none has known
Where no evils do molest
I want to know your flavor let it linger in the air
Every breath I swear to savor if you would only take my dare
I hope someday you’ll see me as the girl that you need
Yet I know all my cries are just many unheard pleas
You speak of her so fondly I wish it were me instead
Though now you’ve driven me to the point I think I’d rather be dead
I can’t take the solitude you bring
I won’t let you just push me aside
I don’t think you know what I’m offering
You use ignorance as your pride
Someday your eyes will be opened and you’ll see through this fog of lies
I’ll be on the brighter side of things
But I might just say goodbye.

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Elizabeth Walker

Elizabeth Walker

Winston Salem, North Carolina
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