The clock ticks, the time goes by,
I'm waiting here, I don't know why.
My eyes are heavy, my mind is numb,
I'm tired of waiting, I want to run.
I look around, but no one's there,
I'm all alone, it's hard to bear.
The silence echoes, the wind is cold,
I'm growing weary, I'm feeling old.
The minutes pass, the hours fly,
I'm still here, I don't know why.
My heart is heavy, my soul is weak,
I'm tired of waiting, I want to speak.
But still I wait, with bated breath,
For that one person, who can bring me rest.
The one who'll come, and make me whole,
And fill my heart, and heal my soul.
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Midnight Whispers
PoetryA collection of English poems that are dedicated to someone you're interested in. A friend, lover, crush or your ex. These collections are written in the midday sun, or either during the midnight skies. Disclaimer: Grammar and Punctuation errors ahe...
