“Just keep waiting.
Waiting for what? I’m not even sure what I’m waiting for anymore. A sign of what’s pure and true? A lesson: behave and become what you’re looking for. Ignore what’s been written and your no longer attached to it.
Am I lost, have I yet to be found? I have tried all that’s left, do even make a sound? When I’m showing my heart and my patience’s abound, my screaming is sharp and my faith has drowned.
Give me anything to pick up and believe that promises are golden and friends are real. I’ll find another place to hide and bury my patience with everything else inside.
I’ll still love the sound of her voice, the comfort she gives. She provides the absence with the truest of authentecy, and reads my dreams like a book.
The end of this journey never seems near, yet the voices remain and the visions too clear.”
-Christopher Blake “What’s in My Head?”
