Waiting

the wind
whistles
through the tall trees
and rustles the grass
beneath my feet
i spread out my arms
i am so free
the wind
rustling my hair
then it stops
you come
i'm chained,
inprisoned
in a world of darkness
minimum light
minimum shelter
from the harsh words that kill me
i stay here
crying in the dark corner
waiting for oyu to go
wating....
waiting....
waiting....