(I own no option now.)

Drowning Dependency

Back in that world again
Waiting for any word
Listening the slightest sound
Whether sublime or absurd

I despise waiting this way
Something long to forfeit
But I own no options now
My new path bows to it

An amalgam of desperation
Continues flooding my senses
Realizing no relationship existed
To mount the mending of fences

Moving skyward ceased, so static
My dearth of choice smothers
I long to face it forward again
Drowning dependency on others