Waiting

I feel like I'm always waiting for something. Lord knows, I'm not the patient type. So instead, I feel like I'm in a constant state of almost. I am neither here nor there. I am not yet done and somehow still magically a long way past the start. I am the middle ground.

My nails are chewed down to the point of pain and bleeding. My sore hands match my heavy heart. I am always waiting for someone else to decide.

I give to God my frustrations and he smiles at my weak nature. He says wait longer child I am not done teaching you. So I fight it all the way to the finish one more time.

It's just my nature.