Your Voice

Waiting, Waiting, Waiting
Waiting for you hurts more than not.
The sound of your voice screeches through my head
It hits my heart like pin needles.
You arnt speaking to me but yet I hear you.
I try to wait as you ask but it hurts.
Why must I wait,
I don’t understand.
You said if you told me I wouldn’t understand.
Tell me! How do you know.
I just might understand,
if not explain it so I can.
This pains me so and I don’t think you know.
Stop making me wait and put me out of pain.