Looking at the weightless of my existence I often wonder is it really worthy?
Then I hear a voice from you directed at me which says,
“Quench all your fears and one day your wish will be my command”
I listen and move on waiting for the day when my words could work as the force to reckon all.
But today I feel like ignoring those words and desire to tell you- I am tired of this eternal wait.
Also Prompted@ 3WW