I’ve been through hell.
Waiting here for you.
Every time I turn.
Waiting for your return.
Seconds turned into years.
Are you coming back?

I’ve been waiting here.
Looking out my windows.
Watching the sun rise.
Watching the darkness fall.
Watching the shadows play.
Waiting night after day.

I appear to be.
Caught within a trap.
Born from my past.
We all make mistakes.
Forgiveness begins with self.
Settling within my situation.

I’ve found my calling.
My purpose in life.
To encase with art.
Those that I love.
By my own hands.
Basking in their love.

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