waiting

waiting for the time to die
some day it will come
to wipe away the hardships of life
to fill everything with peace
contentment
to take away the worries and tears
the heartache and misery
i lie awake at night wondering
how long will it be
before relief finally comes
to whisk away the cares of life
to free the soul from its pain
from the emptiness life has become
not tonight it would seem
the mind wrapped in anguish
tears streaming down
with no relief seemingly in sight
tormented to exist longer
to go on for at least another day
waiting, always waiting
for sweet release to come

*by smokey13, AllPOETRY.com