I wrote this poem a couple of years ago, November 27, 2010. It was particularly relevant then, and it is relevant now. Always.
I wait for a love. I wait for a destiny. I wait for a calling. A clear one. I wait for an adventure. I wait for people to see things as I see them.
I wait because I must. I wait because I cannot change a heart.
But I wait because I fear. I wait because I am paralyzed.
No longer will I wait for my life to happen. No longer will I wait for perfection. No longer will I be controlled by the will of others.
I will not wait.
I will pursue my dreams.
I will pursue my hopes.
I will pursue my desires. My interests.
I will chase those things that give me life.
And I will not look back.