Stressed I am

Like a sentinel on the shore
gazing towards the ocean
for the billowing sails
of the ship from its  voyages
Stand I in perpetual anticipation
of your return
Centuries
eons
I am stressed.
Like a bird traversing the sky
aching for a branch
to perch
and rest my wings
I fly un-tethered but for promises
of your companionship
On life's meandering paths
I am stressed.
Give me death
Or surcease!