A poem about waiting for something to happen. And the agony of time |
I put my heart in a cage, ready to turn the page. Ready to stop gettin my heart handed back to me, So just wait and see. What I do next will amaze, Put all the photos in a pile and just set them on fire consumed in a blaze. My heart in a cage, As it is consumed by deep rage. My heart is in a cage and the key belongs to you. So just do whatever it is you are gonna do. Get it over with, please just be quick, The sounds of the clock drives me insane as it goes tick, tick. Oh you wretched clock, Can't you say anything but Tick- tock? If you do then please speak your mind, Because I keep searching for words and not one can I find. I feel as if I could lose my mind. So please Mr. Clock I beg you please be kind. Remember by touch, my kiss, the way we just fit, there is not a truer love you could find. I belong with you and you with me, How did your eyes become so blind that your cannot see. See how things were meant to be. But I will wait, wait for you to speak and see if it was fate. My heart I put in a cage, wondering what may be the next stage, . I am not ready to turn the page. |