Sitting in my room,
tap-tap-tapping on the keys.
Waiting for my life.
It should be here, by now. Right?
It should have begun.
But it feels like it hasn't.
My life feels frozen.
A cold glacial pond. Creaking.
Waiting to shatter.
Waiting for the summer sun.
Waiting for something.
Waiting for God to show up
and say, "Here! Breathe! Live!"
But I don't think God will come.
Sitting in my room,
tap-tap-tapping on these keys.
Waiting for my life.
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