She Waits

She waits for the phantom to come to her side,
An unknown figment in her mind..
She waits as she lays in her bed and cries,
Knowing she'll always be a step behind.

She waits as the cover of darkness comes,
For the peace and solitude that it brings.
Although only for a short moment in time,
She silently prays to hear the angels sing.

She waits for an angel to take her hand.
Not wanting to stay, but not wanting to leave.
And silently she cries out in agony and despair..
Hoping for someone to hear her grief.

She waits as her cries fall on deaf ears.
Her heart knowing nothing, so numb with pain.
Can it be healed? is the question within.
Slowly she realizes it can't..there's no gain.

She waits for the final darkness to come..
For everlasting peace to finally come her way.
Never to wake, never to hurt..
Never to see the light of another day.


© 2001 Caroline