Waiting
So I said “Is it more painful to wait …. Or to make someone wait?”
For I have blamed Damien for all the time he kept me waiting … the shores of the empty seas had never thrown him back again …. I have faith in his return … our souls are in resonance …. Same as our pain …. All the malice we have borne from others ….. The madness and the black silence when all turned to white noise ….. I’m not the only one waiting …. But what’s my reward? And what am I waiting for? I can only listen to the leaves as they part the bare tree like my days parted my life …. Acknowledgement? …. I’m sure my pretty self has a sense of humor ….. I’m past the phase of acknowledgement …. The moment I left my life on the shore and walked a paved way to awakening ….. The moment my eyes were sawn shut to declare the whim of the forger as ineffective ….. His life was defective …. The moment of unlearning …. Deformation for formation ….. The moment all the wrecked ideals crumbled ….. But here I am waiting … like someone else is waiting …. All I know that we are both in pain … but our pain comes for knowing we are out of time ….. And all we have is …. An unnamed dimension …. We are all scattered in an indifferent universe … a soul resided a body …. A soul has broken free from a body …. The one word written on the firmament is “Indifference”
