My patience is clinging onto hopeful wonders Closely sealed adhesive-tight To the illusive mind-set being that... It will get better
Fatigued From keeping pace with the hour glass Watching aimlessly as time streams by Cascading more flawlessly than my tears Pooling into pregnant waste Wasted time
Tired The emotions felt still lingers in the atmosphere Forbidding to evacuate with the stream Branding me further with the reminder that Better times are still buffering
As the pits swelled ever so hastily The streams current fluctuating Emptiness remains consistent on the flip side Loyal to the pending doom that... It may never get better
Suspense will always work overtime Pleased by the results of leaving me feeling Static Beyond charged for my faults being that... I will always have hope Period
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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