Ok,Yes!I know,its something thats making this moment tolerable.I shall wait.I have to.I live with the hope that if i carry on just a little longer,there would come this moment,where i dont need to carry myself.
A few steps more,and then i dont have to walk.A few breaths more and then i dont have to survive.
This could be the story of the dead man who wanted to rest in peace, but then.. people started believing in ghosts.But obviously, this is not that story.In fact, this is not even a story.
This is a game.The Waiting Game.But this is not like any other game.Nobody has to be a winner here,I have to.Nobody has to be a loser here,somebody else has to.
Ok,Sorry for that.No Word Games.And for that matter no Waiting Games either.The moment shall never arrive.The bird shall never Sing.And if its a Crow,forget it!And if its not a Crow,it better not be a Pigeon.Pigeons dont sing, they paint in a rather ugly way!
Coming back to the point.There is no point in waiting,there is no point in not waiting.Words on a Bus Hoarding,I saw once, sum it up best."There is probably no God.So stop worrying and start Enjoying!"And for those who never believed in God,he is up there watching your every fucking move!