Unwhole

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I feel unwhole,
Waiting for
a something that I have
no idea what it is,
to come
And...I don't know.
no way am I
doing
Nothing about it.
especially when I can think of what to do,
especially when it could be so easy to
do something about it.
Too much time is taken
over feeling sorry for myself,
But now that I'm aware,
everything will be faster and easier.
Taking a mental vacation
on my own helps, but right now I still feel
unwhole. I
can't feel
happey about that, but
even I know this feeling will soon be
dead.