waiting for a new life to begin,
waiting for my heart to stop bleeding red
from the anger, the sadness
his indifference and betrayal brought.
waiting for the train's whistle to roar
as the red roses of our old love wilt away.
waiting for a divine light to heal
the bitter taste of divorce.
waiting to hear a new rythem, a new song,
waiting for my feet to follow
in tune to the music my new life is singing.
until then, I stand waiting for the train.
sent to Poetry Jam; Sepia Saturday; Five Minute Friday
inspiration: "Rolling in the Deep" by Adele sung by Linkin Park