Waiting, Waiting
© 2003 Tobias Lidström
I fell down
deep underground,
I became speechless.
Everything broke down
the past, the future
and the presence.
I wanted love, just pure love
then I cried my lonely tears.
I lay here now
with no lust to struggle
waiting, and waiting
for the end.
When my mind wanders
I cannot be myself,
I’ve fallen so low
I can’t even reconize myself.
All I had is now gone,
and every part of me is lost.
I’m breathing, I’m existing
here and now
waiting, waiting.