Tired and sickening is the wait.
Time flows slowly,
In rhythm of a cart – slow, gasping for breath…
A humdrum so severely painful
A moment so heavily burdened with expectations.
…there is no respite.
A silence so deep and heartbreaking,
That it chokes the desire to exist.
Inching forward stealthily
To end the wait and the heartbreaking silence that surrounds
The shadow of hopes – forever, once for all.