#324 I don’t know what patience bought you

I don’t know what patience bought you
So I tried to wait for it to speak

And in waiting I grew weary
So I stopped trying and began craving it dearly

For in between the lust and all the fuss
I came back to see what became of me

In a moment's notice everything turned bleak
Without a sound or a squeak

As if the deafening silence started speaking
In tongues I felt I knew but reeked with a tainted feeling

The one that itches to bitch
And can’t wait to ditch

You in a senseless parade
Showing you off as a shameless aide

For the eerie bed was laid
And for you all that was left was to be made

As patience can’t have a master for its wait
Nor someone waiting for it to be late.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~