They Say Good Things Come To Those Who Wait...
I Must Be A Little Late...
Cause The Days Moved Right By...
And I'm Still Questioning Why...
Why Have Somethings Have Not Come...
I'm Left To Bleed And Become Numb...
I Can No Longer Feel My Feet...
The Cut Is To Deep...
I Been Waiting For Help...
After Every Scream And Yelp..
Still No Help As Come My Way...
So I Watch Day Follow Day..
And I'm Left To Wonder Will I Slowly Die In This Spot...
Slowly Feel My Insides Begin To Rot...
I Don't Know If My Help Is Running Late...
But I Don't Know How Much Longer I Can Wait...
My Body Is Slowing Giving Away...
I Don't Know If I Can Last Another Day...
Maybe I Can Last One Or Two...
Or Maybe A Few...
But I Can't Wait That Long..
Cause My Body Is No Longer Strong..
The Numbness Is Up To Waist..
I Just Hoping Waiting Around Isn't A Waste..
I Just Hope I'm Not Late...
But I Have Faith My Help Is Coming So I'll Continue To Wait...