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amy
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I'm just waiting, or maybe wondering.
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mareberry
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the urge to tell you grows more each day. with each passing hour i die a little, waiting for you, yearning to hold you near. i feel so alone, i feel so numb. i cannot stop the pain, the fear, all i have is this voice, these words, this longing to hear your soul speak to mine. and all i can do is wait.
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miniver
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I don't think most people realize how much talent and meticulous effort it really takes to sit on a fence for any extended length of time. Hesitation is an art, I say. So say I. Also sprach Miniver. I ought be praised for what I neither do nor don't. Badged, even. Hwoo... The Badge of Indecision. And, to further digress, "badge", I find, is one o'those words that loses all meaning if you say/read it repeatedly... Badgification. I'm waiting.
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Joana
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Waiting.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................waiting........................................................................................................................................................for you.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................to come............................................................................................................................................................ Stop this agony ...........Please.......................
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sadgoat
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My life is slowly, so fucking slowly, fading away I just want it over I just want answers I’m so tired of waiting I’m so tired of wanting So now I cry for no reason and long for sleep.
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Christy
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for the curtain to raise, for your mouth to open, for the end of the tale, for a breath of fresh air, for you to break my heart, for my life to start
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emily
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...is the worst thing....sitting and thinking way too much about all the bad things that could happen.....fuck....i hate waiting..
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birdmad
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whooooooaaah... funky formatted blathe stretching into the distance. waiting... ...for godot ...for the worms ...the night to fall (i know that it would save us all) ...for the end of the world
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Splinken
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"waiting for the miracle to come. for the miracle to come"
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the miracle
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ooooohhhhh ahhhhh yeahhhhh oh god yes!!!!
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daxle
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for some sign of where you are, what you are doing, why you don't feel like having me know or just don't care for her to call, wondering when she will, wishing I hadn't told him what I was doing already so I could exact some sort of subtle revenge by not telling him now but the fact is, revenge rarely works, because the person will never notice if you do exactly what they do, because it is not wrong in their eyes and so I suffer as usual because I am wrong for this world and then the phone rings!
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Jon
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Don't wait. It won't happen. Hope, allways. But never wait. You'll allways be disapointed. It can never happen.
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stupidpunkgirl
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i fall asleep waiting for the phone to ring i fall asleep without hearing your voice i miss you so much why don't you call when you say you will i hate you now, you lied to me. but i still miss the sound of your voice
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bleevx
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cracked feet stomping in red dust waiting for you in North Carolina
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arinna
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it's almost over, i hope. the waiting to find that one thing that will be the reason to smile everyday, not a person but a passion. and i don't know if it will come up and find me, or i'll suddenly learn how to look inside myself and see what i love, but i'm sure the waiting will be over soon.
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Andrew Tibor
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Still here, still hoping my life will be worth something, starting to do things, starting to get better. All I want is to be a hero.but I don't know if that's why im here. Maybe I should love God and not worry about the rest.
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cititinker
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is a virtue i learned from reading 'the little prince' by antoine st exupery...
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amicus
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waiting for something to happen. Who will take the next step? Or is it just escalating steps, tit for tat? However it happens, I rejoice everyday that this is happening. Only I don't know what this is... It's exciting, exhilarating. I'm just tired of the waiting.
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ClairE
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I'll learn how, and make a fool out of myself, and fall on my face in the dust on the way. I'll walk down your straight dirt road.
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lady lunchbox
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waiting for you to come back here to me...even though i know you won't. *~sigh~* this gives me even more reason to talk to my electronic_psychiatrist.
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reitoei
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waiting here, waiting for some one to chat with. not just anyone, im waiting for her. staring at my computer screen, begging for her little icon to pop up. listening the little fan go whir round and round inside the computer case.
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little wonder
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there was no answer so i waited awhile and then i wrapped myself in blankets and curled up on the red_couch i put the phone near my ear to make sure i'd hear it when it rang... but it never did and i guess i could call you again but this time i'm waiting this time i'm not calling until you are there or until you wake up or until you're free [i waited before for weeks, remember?] i'll wait again this time too.
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silent storm
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I'll wait as long as I have to.
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Mahayana
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[{as long as i *have to* ill wait}]
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searching
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waiting for my life to begin at 23...for things to finally make a little bit more sense, and to maybe be happy for a while
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whitney
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and theres always the question are we waiting for nothing are we wasting our time in ten years time will we regret the days sitting around for nothing or if we try to start over and look for whats better in ten years time will we regret letting go and questioning something so great will time kick you in the teeth do you think they'll give us a second chance should we even have to wonder what its like with someone else should it be magical from the start would you believe me if i said you werent a waste of my time?
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im not sure wether it wll actually, happen, all i know is that i am no longer nervous, i have overcome my fears and jealous madness, i am now jus waiting for the inevitable
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~gez~
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what's inevitable. if you don't want it to happen it never will, nobody can force anybody to do anything. well, actually thats not true. if someone told me.. im going to into high pathetical situation mode. somebody please hit me, hard. or give me anything else, hard
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the_engineer
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for you.
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di luce
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Over the phone... I can sense something. The irony. The God Damed irony.
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di luce
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Damned* This dyslexia is killing me.
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Casey
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I'm waiting for my parents to tell me when they are getting a divorce. They keep trying to talk about it in the other room, but these walls and thin and my heart and my compassion have been gone for months
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jezabel
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dulcet throat has fallen silent in the days of waiting, the hours of waiting, the moments, those scarlet knives of waiting, each moment tainted with the ghost of your touch, lit with the flickering tip of a ready flame thrower.
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trixie
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the waiting hours between me and someone else are forever the degrees of separation are getting smaller and smaller until that goal and it makes my heart stop my eyes tear and i can't breathe it's almost here and after all these years i am amazed amazed i am still alive i was sure i wouldn't live to see this year and this life my hair was never going to grow past my ears again now it's halfway down i am new again it's in these waiting hours that i wonder what i was even waiting for why ive committed my time, my life, to being on hold soon i'll be not me but property of myself and a stock and dinner on the table
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Caxton
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I'm sitting here waiting for you to come home, I haven't seen you all weekend nor have I talked to you, and I'm beginning to worry. I lay here, and I think about you being with me, and I can't help but to think that you are with someone else. I'm convincing myself that I'm in love with you, but my mind doesn't want me to be... It scares me...I'm just waiting... It hurts me...I'm just waiting... It kills me...I'm just falling... -Lyrics and song-
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by john burroughs serene, i fold my hands and wait, nor care for wind nor tide nor sea; i rave no more 'gainst time or fate, for lo! my own shall come to me. i stay my haste, i make delays- for what avails this eager place? i stand amid the eternal ways and what is mine shall no my face. asleep, awake, by night or day, the friends i seek are seeking me, no wind can drive my bark astray nor change the tide of destiny. what matter if i stand alone? i wait with joy the coming years; my heart shall reap where it has sown, and gather up its fruit of tears. the waters know their own, and draw the brook that springs in yonder height; so flows the good with equal law unto the soul of pure delight. the stars come nightly to the sky; the tidal wave unto the sea; nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high, can keep my own away from me.
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LilyDragon
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I am waiting again wondering how it goes wondering what the decisions will be wondering if there will be a chance and I'm surprised to find that I am being patient calm content I missed you today. Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. I've said it before I'll likely say it again and again All good things in time. :-)
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ethereal
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hand in hand with her i wait. until the day you learn. grow up and thank. with bubble gum tossled in our mouths. we bate with breathe. hate with less. we miss you. lost in you in seconds. come back we love you.
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pete
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waiting is one of the worst parts of a day.. being ready, but waiting for that unknown time that just may never come.. waiting and letting the day slip by, watching the few clouds in the sky fade in to the blue warmth and the sun.. waiting.. really after two hours perhaps the time to be waiting has ended?
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pete
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just sitting there on the hill, she'll be here at 4, its 5 to four says the peace tower. look at those kids playing around the flame, i hope they dont decide to jump in the water-ish things. that would nto be good. four oclock. more tourists come by, they look at the kid playing his harmonica on a lightstand beside the eternal flame. four fifteen. four thirty. four forty. the busses have come and gone half a dozen times. i get up and walk down bank street to make my way home. i should have visited the parliment cats, looked at the statues of old prime ministers. i walked down bank street, listening to the kali yuga song, singing slightly to myself as i go, pondering the strange fact that no beggars sit on the east side of the road. strange indeed. i get close to the underpass.. i feel someone touch my shoulder, i turn around and there she is. shes been chasing after me for three blocks as i listened to my music and sang to my self. i got a meal of indian food out of the deal. waiting sometimes pays off in more ways then one can imagine before hand.
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my life has slowed, and my heart has threatened to stop..but it just keeps on..pronounced heart murmer and all..it just keeps going..maybe i should eat more cheese..'cause man..don't think i can muster...hands on the keys..microphone at my lips..circle of white.there's sawdust on the unpolished floor..a small college bar..1:30 in the morning..a tuesday morning and they come here for the |