#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight…

- Well that's depressing.
She just being stuck there, stressing.
Her thoughts winding round, compressing.

Maybe she waited by a window pane
and let each tear drop like rain
knowing all her dreams were in vain.

Maybe she tried and filled her tub with water
Thinking that this is how death will get her
Forgetting about the life of her daughter.

Maybe financial troubles caught her
and then life seemed to...