The Wait

Our lives were always meant for change

We only make believe it’s exactly the same

The never-ending cycle of standing still

Driving the madness back to the rear

The owl watches our leaves fall

A witness to an unfilled life

Born in the midst of whispers and deceit

Waiting until everything stops

I could feel the pain again

My old familiar fate

Pounding away beneath my breasts

Making its way through my chest

I felt it in my heart

The day had finally come

I would want nothing else

I would need nothing more