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This poem is part of the challenge:

Neopoet Random Challenge # 18

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Waiting Room

Lord I am running out of patience
Lord when are you coming to see about me
I am in the waiting room
When is it going to be my time
My heart is broken I need open heart surgery
I cannot take no more pain
I know what what it feels like to be left out in the rain
I am in the waiting room waiting patiently
I'm crying these tears nobody understand
Everybody says suck it up you are a man
I feel like no one love me
Nobody care about you
People keep telling me lies
When I know the truth
They tell me I'm up next
The first shall be the last and the last shall be first
I am tired of losing I'm reading to win
I cast all my cares on you
You will give me the desires of my heart
Lord I'm falling apart in the waiting room
Waiting for you to call my number
I know my place is in your care
I'm in the waiting room you will always be there

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Favorite Poets: William Shakespeare, Maya Angelou, Robert Frost , Emily Dickinson

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