Waiting to Exhale

by Rich   Sep 28, 2004


I'm always searching,
But never find.
I'm always bothered,
But never mind.

A world of hate
I've bottled away;
Hung by a thread,
In the wind I sway.

Calm in the balance,
About ready to break.
Inhale a deep breath,
How much can I take?

In the blink of an eye,
In a flash of bright light,
My fists clench together,
And there's no-one to fight.

Life tears me apart;
A slow painful death,
But I'm waiting for change,
Still holding that breath...

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