I waited for the moment
That I will and can never
Write proses and poems
Of shattered hearts
Doomed fates
And broken strings
I waited for the day
That I'll only be writing
About happy endings
Little did I know
That I'll go numb
And anethesized
In the process of waiting
Like a soul drowning
In a deep ocean
And no one dares to grab
My pleading hands
