Rot while i wait

They fed me hope like it was holy bread

Said, “Just hold on, your time’s ahead”

But I’ve been starving at a table set

With empty plates and hollow threats

Every second cuts a little deeper in

Like time’s a blade beneath my skin

I hear “be patient,” like a lullaby

While something in me slowly dies

Faith tastes bitter on a broken tongue

How long do I pretend I’m strong?

They say good things come to those who wait

But I’ve been chained to a rusted fate

Hands bleeding out from holding tight

To promises that never arrive

If it’s coming, why’s it feel so fake?

Why does hope just suffocate?

I still believe—but it feels like a mistake

All these good things that come when you wait

I watched the world get what I begged for loud

While I stood silent in a screaming crowd

Same prayers, same wounds, same empty sky

Same God that never replied

Dreams decay like flowers in a grave

Buried alive by the time I gave

I tried to trust there’s a reason why

But reasons don’t keep you alive

Hope’s just a ghost I can’t outrun

It haunts me more than being numb

They say good things come to those who wait

But I’m collapsing under all this weight

Back breaking slow from standing still

While life just passes at its will

If it’s coming, why’s it so delayed?

Why does waiting feel like a grave?

I still believe—but it’s starting to cave

All these good things that come when you wait

What if waiting is just wasting breath?

A slower version of giving up to death?

What if the light they promised me

Is just another lie I can’t unsee?

I’m losing pieces I can’t replace

Just trying to keep my spot in place

Tell me—how much of me should I erase

Before I’m “worthy” of better days?

They say good things come to those who wait

But I’m losing blood at heaven’s gate

Knees on the ground, hands to the sky

Still no answer, still no sign

If it’s coming, will I even remain?

Or just a shadow shaped like pain?

I still believe—but it’s twisted, it’s frayed

All these good things… that come when you wait

I’m not growing… I’m just staying

Not living… just decaying

If this is patience… it’s a cage

And I’ve been rotting while I wait…**