Waiting

Frustration mounting
Needing to explode
But loneliness consumes me
So there is no release from this tension that has such a tight hold

Wanting to fuck
But wanting love
To give and receive
To rise above

Above the pain
And into new life
Through sweat and strain
Laughter and cries

So simple is the dream
Yet so hard to reach
The harder I try
The further it seems

Always so close
But never held
Taunting and teasing
Never allowing, yet wanting to be felt

Closed doors
With chains and lock
Hiding cold hearts
In their impenetrable box

The release will never come
At least not today
But each night is an eternity
Full of misery and dismay

Wanting to be saved
But knowing no one will come
So I talk to myself
In this off-beat poem