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Waiting

Waiting
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You sit by the window…

It’s raining outside and you wait for him…

He promised he would be there that day…

That certain hour and yet…

He doesn’t come

You call him over and over you want to hear his sweet voice…

You sigh and wait…

Then a couple seconds later you get a call…

You don’t believe what she said you scream that they’re lying…

You hang up and start to cry

and you throw the phone at the wall

He promised…

HE PROMISED!

You get up and get something you thought you never used…

You run outside and fall to your knees…

The smell of the rain fills your nostrils you get soaking wet…

Lighting shines across the sky

You open the case and take out the gun…

You put a bullet in it…

Raise it to the side of your head…

And whisper, “He promised.”

Thunder sounds fill your ears.

And now you scream, “HE PROMISED!”

Then everything fades away…

 

 

 





6 thoughts on “Waiting”

  1. Just because he promised? It’s not worth it at all! Life just begins and more hardship and happiness are waiting for you; they’re merely life experiences. That’s the charm of life – experiences.

    Forget about “he promised”. Just because he “promised” and you give up on all? The logic? Just because there’re some this sort of guys there, you give up on life? The logic?

  2. Wow… Very sad. It’s also imaginative to let the image of the poem goes through in your head. I learn that you should never promise when you’re on a relationship unless you’re married because promises can be broken and lies can come.

  3. I guess we can promise a certain task such as I’ll see you tomorrow or we can state a fact such as I love you but it’s wise not to promise something such as I’ll love you forever.

    Even if you said I love you it could be a trouble since when you no longer love the person he / she will say you said you loved me.

  4. This ia very good poem! I love how you have so much emotion in this poem. You start of the poem of the poem with hope, hope that he will come because you trusted his words. But then in the middle of your poem there is a sense of doubt, doubt that you actually trusted him. The ending is about your sadness for trusting him. Very sad and really strong!

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