2/23/2016

I lie in wait for my life to come

It’s a lonely occupation

My dreams exhaust me and spoil the fun

I fight with my breath but she’s such a poor competitor

I used to enjoy untangling the cords to my video game machine

But now they are replaced with thoughts and the game is old

I lie in wait for my life to come

It builds an awful hunger but I’m too scared to move

I create meaning where love once lived

And struggle to entertain this audience of one

I wonder if the sun still shines

And if you remember saying you’d return

As I lie in wait for my life to come