Longing

Oh the longing,
that seems to be all I do.
Waiting and waiting,
and nothing comes through.

How can I do this,
this task I hate so much.
Yet it is all I know,
it is the only thing I can touch.

Longing is all I know,
it is all I will ever be.
If only there were a way to change,
I wish I could see.

Open my eyes
and be no more.
This is my fate
this is my final score.

I don't know what this is. I guess it was just something to fill a blog spot, to be honest.