The Wait

13 weeks of violent peace

the 1000 pains of a 1000 dreams

extacy may be agony

the hurt is worse than it seems

The Wait

thrown away like that teddy bear

kids discharge along the road somewhere

pity those who loved you most

hell to pay,hell to care

The Wait

spin ‘round the axis explode with the power

of dreams you have lived

twisting and turning down into the mindbanks

of love gone sour.gone bad,gone away........

If life did smile like you

there would be no end

to what I’d do

every day is halloween

when those whom the gods love die young

The Wait