The Wait

Close your eyes and feel the yearning

In the silence hear the time turning

Listen closely to your heart pounding

Against a nervous frame anxious

Patiently waiting for answers

No! for THE answer

The clock hand’s every tick

Like a pulled trigger’s click

Muscles tense

Breathing dense

Questions Doubts

Melted moments and nervous bouts

The Wait isn’t fun

Like staring at the black hole sun

Pressed against a rising wall of anxiety

Never knowing what awaits on the other side

Sheer drop to depression or elevator to ecstasy

Waiting Waiting Waiting