The  wasted  years

I await

standing at the shore,

I await

the echoes of an empty heart.

Unshed tears

waiting to fall,

The torrent

which shall finally break all dams,

all barriers, all bonds...

Find a path.

For how long,

oh! for how long

can we stop the flow?

For how long

can we stem the tide?

When it finally happens

will the world go topsy-turvy?

Me too!

Don't I deserve a chance???