I sit here at the platform
Waiting for the train we'll both take
I sit here for hours
Which feels like days
Months
Or even years
Caught myself pacing
Back and forth
Hands fidgeting
As dark thoughts look over me
When will you get here?
How long will you take?
These questions continue to repeat
Inside my head over and over
But I've learned that with you
I have to patient
Even though the anxious feeling
Builds up inside of me
You won't abandon me will you?
But as I wait
Those thoughts slowly takes over
Because what if you're on the other side?
What if you took the wrong platform
And went the other way?
What then?
Will I be waiting forever?
These thoughts may have a chance
Of truth in them
But I will wait
Until I hear the truth from you myself
So I continued to sit
At the platform
Waiting
Because this heart of mine
Won't seem to give up
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Thoughts I Had Today
ŞiirA book filled with poems of my thoughts. TW: suicidal thoughts, self-harm & abuse.
