Poems For Life

Thanks For The Call

You told me if it happened,

Then it'd happen fast.

A week you'd go,

Then I'd follow short after.

I didn't know what I wanted,

Until the phone call ended.

I fell to the floor.

My knees had buckled under me.

I used to be torn,

Between there and him.

Thanks for the call.

Now I know what I truly want.

You were the stormy winds,

That pushed my clouds away.

Now I know,

What I my heart wants,

And my mind dreads the thought of.

I can't leave him.

I want him.

I need him.

I'll surely die without him,

If he doesn't die first.

The thought hurts,

That I'd hurt him that much,

But I soon won't have a choice.

I'll be kicked and pulled out the door.

Being forced to say goodbye.

I guess that means I'll die.

It wasn't suicide.

I didn't choose to leave,

They chose for me.

Thanks for the call,

Now I have to fall.

Leave a message at the tone,

Now I am alone.