Waiting for that time…

Everyday I wake up with the same thought on my mind
When will that day come when you will finally be mine

How hard these days are as I wait for you to come by
The day just doesn’t seem to pass when I don’t see your smile

All day long I look forward to hearing your voice
Like a beautiful song , it’s  my all time favourite choice

I can write pages until they form a book with a thick spine
Still I could never describe how beautiful you are or tell you how much I wish you were mine

Good time…

Today I felt something that I had seldom felt before

Feelings of loneliness, as if left stranded on the sea-shore

 

I realized how hard it is to be left all alone

As if something has been taken and far away thrown

 

I hardly felt like breathing, like it didn’t matter anymore

I very much felt like screaming, until my lungs could give no more

 

This feeling of solitude often comes and goes

But this time it came like a gust of wind that quite fiercely blows

 

To know that I am here sitting all alone

Wishing it was your hand that I could now hold

 

But knowing that you’re out there with others

It hurts so much that in words it can’t be told

 

I wonder if you think of me when you’re having a good time

I only wish I could be the reason for each of your smiles

 

But here I am dreaming about the time when you will be mine

And you are so very far away, with others having a good time.

Stabbed…

You took the blade and placed it pointing down on my chest, slowly you began to thrust it in stopping every now and then to smile at me; then you began to twist the blade in a reckless manner all the time still smiling, as if that wasn’t enough, you asked me how I felt…