Are we The Waiting?

I spent the last year as a ghost.

And there were frightfully dull moments,
I'd had enough of my opponents
closing in
proposing things
like failed virtues and exposing sins.

The haze surrounding my fragile creature,
I tried so hard to come out and meet her
halfway
but she'd stray,
back unseen where she spent her days.

And I fought, I'll tell you now,
I fought so hard I had forgotten how
far I'd come,
but we were both too numb,
repelling ourselves until we became too dumb.

In my mind I'd gotten weaker,
failing all to try and free her
supposed light,
I'd lost my sight.
and instead I'd set my fear alight.