The Wait

Blank spaces,

Empty spirits,

Low esteem,

Lost hopes ,

hunting down my lover's soul

like scavengers of the devil

I see him

fighting the inner demons

laughing at his failures,

while I cry

and I try

not to give up

Dreams are bitter lie,

faraway from reality

we live everyday

to match up with mirage

called the dream

He toughens up

He holds up

He stands up

against odds

posed by the world 

he doesn't care 

Distance building,

Sweet memories fading,

Love is dying,

while we stay strong

to hold on to each other

Let difficult time pass,

Let the nightmares test my wrath,

I will wait and wait

Till he strives 

And flies back home to me.