I Wait

I wait
and I keep waiting.

For the longest time
I wished it would
just end.
Like wishing
would drag the time
closer to me
and I may be liberated.

But i have never known
what is liberation.
I have just been running.
But like a treadmill
the ground beneath me
kept slipping
while I kept looking straight
and thinking i couldn’t
take it anymore.
When would it end!

I have been living
a life with fake milestones.
No doubt there was
no passion.
No doubt the wait
was frustrating.

Is the wait over now?
Definitely not!
But I have learnt
along the way
to embrace the wait.
To allow myself
to trace every moment
on a piece of paper
and let it sail
like a paper boat
carrying some secret message
from me
to me.
To find me
somewhere in my journey,
to find me.