Lines Written Under The Satiation Of Waiting
Alas, too early in the vale of idleness,
Hours and hours frown in satiation;
Survive with some inane eagerness,
But the default of trust served frustration.
I dream and wait for the day to end,
But the longer I wait the longer its take;
As if the day are for me to lend,
And due to break and make it fakes.