Silent Phone

Sitting here within the shadows,
the silence feeling like a slow death
that is eroding my flesh.
My eyes stay upon that phone
waiting for it to ring,
waiting to hear her voice again;
that angelic voice that will lift me up
from this cauldron of despair.

But it doesn't ring,

only the silence surrounds me

as I am lost in such thoughts 

of darkness and death.

She said she loved me...

said that she wanted to hear my voice...

but it doesn't ring.

So many thoughts fills my head,

false illusions flash before me

not wanting to believe that they are true.

The only thing that would do it,

is to hear her voice

and know the truth.

I try calling her,

but only her voice mail do I hear.

No message do I leave,

for my mind is drowning in a sea of disillusions.

So I sit here

staring at that damn phone,

as it stares back at me in silence.

Darkness comes 

and now the cold hand of death grips me.

Now I know why it doesn't ring,

for I have crossed over 

to the land that no one dares to go

and now it is to late.

Now I am nothing more 

than ashes blowing in the wind.