I’m Still Waiting

Lacking something,

too much nothing,

a house with walls

and nothing in it.

Queasy stomach,

cigarette butts,

burnt up post cards

and I’m sill waiting.

For you to come to my rescue

and save me from myself.

To shake the dust off my windows

so I can see something else

Wounds untended,

hate still pending,

don’t test me

cause I’m liable to break out.

Overwhelmed by

reckless action

but no one’s perfect

but i’m still waiting.

For you to come to my rescue

and save me from myself.

To shake the dust off my windows

so I can see something else

Cause I’m trying my hardest

but theres only so much a man can take

they say time can mend anything

but how long do I have to wait?

For you to come to my rescue

and save me from myself.

To shake the dust off my windows

so I can see something else