What was I waiting for?
To drowned beneath the waves
Or to die from the thirst?
I could not understand why there were,
Days of feeling everything at once
And days with no emotions.
Years of throwing stones in the water,
Only ended up with nothing
But a small ripple.
It's funny how all the death threats,
Were made just to see me crumbled
And to give you my attention.
'What was I waiting for?', you asked?
Just something,
That makes me want to fight for.
Something that can make my eyes sparkled
Just something,
That can make me feel alive again.

© Frost hill