Patience

Day merges into day
living without life
loving only memories
hoping against hope
for a future too distant to see..

floating
from one place to the next
hoping for a means to pay my pound of flesh
will those means take me home?

Routine!be rid of me!
away grey skies
want to feel passion again
want to stretch the limits of my mind and body
for a cause that gives me purpose..

Another day goes by
I need to get through the present
for the future to arrive
Patience, I bid myself
with strength of belief
The right time will come.