Waiting

My anxiety shatters the silence of this cold night.
waiting in suspense for judgment, I feel it draws near.



Tormenting my soul.
Fears pulses through my blood as if a virus.

Strangling my emotions.
physically weak, falling down the spiral.
I can see the end, but my grasp is too short.


I stare at the vacant screen, I watch the distance.
Waiting. and waiting.