A poem about waiting…

Waiting…

Time seems to move so slow when I am waiting

but alas it always comes eventually

well not always

the delusions come and go too

one minute I believe them to their very core

and again I believe that I am very special to a very great degree

the next I am disproven and relieved of the burden they bring

but I wait with joy

and each new day brings more peace as I trust in God Almighty, who made heaven and earth

Pax

Vicoria

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