Couldn't Wait
I miss the old pain.
Lorna Dwyer June 2006
I miss the old pain.
The comforting familiar pain.
So much has changed
So many doors I have closed.
Where are the others?
The ones I knew before?
They grew up, left me behind.
I followed them a little,
But couldn't keep up
They couldn't wait.
Now I sit here
In the place no one stays
Unable to move
Because help left long ago,
It couldn't wait either.