It's a Sign

Drowning with emotions,
Befuddled in thoughts,
I struggle to keep them,
From untying the knots,
That encircle my head,
Heavy ropes of twine,
No end to the question,
I guess it's a sign,
Better things are to come,
Sweeter and more true,
If I have to await you,
Then that's what I'll do.

(NaPoWriMo 12)