there

after all this time
i'm still waiting
for the strength
for the heart
under all the
weight
under all the
pain
under every
self deprecating
dark, humorous
remark
i'm there
holding out my hand
waiting for someone
waiting for him

all i have to do
all i have to make
after all this time
i'm still waiting

given 2

sick and straining
left holding the
gun
instead of
fighting
i use what
i was given

swallow

take it

as it comes

as it as

it comes

comes

as it comes

and don't you

don't forget

little girl

don't

forget to

swallow

unsatisfied.

if you lay down to sleep and get no rest, is it better never to have lain?

if you strike and miss the target, is it better never to have slain?

if you eat and never fill

lie and never believe

is it perchance better to never have shoved the truth so far deep in side?

Of this I do not know,

cannot be sure of,

and just perhaps... I never will.