can’t it wait?
ask yourself.
I know it can
but sometimes
especially now
this society
we need
now
instantly
it really isn’t fair if
we need to wait
forced, trapped, locked
into oblivion.

sitting by the window,
it’s hard to realize
that I continue to live
who cares
when all you care about
is the drops leaping
down
from above?

patience is a virtue
but at times
our patience holds on
too long
hurt, broken, and in shambles
ashes can’t continue living

a helpful hand
or not.
either way
you better be ready
to catch me or you.
or else cracks will overflow,
take some breaths,
and swallow.