In-Waiting
i’d been waiting
for the longest time
my entire life, in fact
i’d been waiting for you
to find me
i’d thought
once you’ve found me
i’d be rescued
i’d be saved
even though
i’ve no idea
what from
maybe
i’d been waiting for you
to find me
and rescue me
from myself
to save me from me
because i’d built
such vast barricades
around myself
i’d became lost
lost in me
lost
to myself
maybe
i was hoping for you
to extricate me
and release me
to steal me from myself
but all those years
all that time
that i’d spent waiting
that i’d just waited and waited
they seemed for nothing
because you never came
and you never found me
never rescued me
never freed me
and whilst i’d been waiting
i’d became even more lost
more hopelessly barricaded
within the prison of myself
all those years
all that time
that i’d spent waiting
that i’d just waited and waited
i began to wonder if you’d ever arrive
maybe
you never would
and never will
and
maybe
you don’t exist at all
and never did
but i did
and still do
maybe
i should’ve waited for me
because
even if i didn’t turn up
i’d still have existed
even if i’d never lived
or
maybe
i was really waiting
not for you
but for me
maybe
i’d been waiting
for me to find myself
to free myself
all along
and
maybe
all the while i’d been waiting
i was really in-waiting
4th – 5th March 2005
for the longest time
my entire life, in fact
i’d been waiting for you
to find me
i’d thought
once you’ve found me
i’d be rescued
i’d be saved
even though
i’ve no idea
what from
maybe
i’d been waiting for you
to find me
and rescue me
from myself
to save me from me
because i’d built
such vast barricades
around myself
i’d became lost
lost in me
lost
to myself
maybe
i was hoping for you
to extricate me
and release me
to steal me from myself
but all those years
all that time
that i’d spent waiting
that i’d just waited and waited
they seemed for nothing
because you never came
and you never found me
never rescued me
never freed me
and whilst i’d been waiting
i’d became even more lost
more hopelessly barricaded
within the prison of myself
all those years
all that time
that i’d spent waiting
that i’d just waited and waited
i began to wonder if you’d ever arrive
maybe
you never would
and never will
and
maybe
you don’t exist at all
and never did
but i did
and still do
maybe
i should’ve waited for me
because
even if i didn’t turn up
i’d still have existed
even if i’d never lived
or
maybe
i was really waiting
not for you
but for me
maybe
i’d been waiting
for me to find myself
to free myself
all along
and
maybe
all the while i’d been waiting
i was really in-waiting
4th – 5th March 2005
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