The Waiting Hours

Left the porch light on.
An empty bed--
I couldn't lie awake.
I pace the hallways,
Feeling the walls ache,
Rooms so empty and strange.

I must be patient.
When will you appear?
So aching, anxious,
Needing you here.

Want to cry and moan
To break the drone
Of silence spinning
Through my head.
Voices that echo
In every corner
Only mock me instead.

I could drive my car
Into the night
But now I'll never break away.
I wait in limbo
Behind the windows,
A ghost that's lost in a maze.

I must be patient.
When will you appear?
So aching, anxious,
Needing you here.

Stuck here forever,
The ever after,
The waiting hours,
But you're not here.

Stuck here forever,
The ever after,
The waiting hours,
But you're not ever
Coming home.