That Phone Call.. Poem by Gold Trybes

I bet you dont know
how much those words matter
The thoughtless thoughts that follows
With indecision at its fulcrum

Your words of grace
Liftin up in times of despair
Times of fear and fright
Is all i wait upon to lift me
up from this dump feeling

My phone rings and my heart pulsates
with ecstacy and excitement
lookin at the phone blankly
Hopin it would be you callin
But got a rude shock

Waited all day for you
starin continuosly at my phone
hopin for a ring, a word from you
but never came and i kept prayin

Time seemed to tick by so fast
As seconds ran into minutes
and minutes into hours
endlessly waitin for you
as if my all depended on that call
still no word from you...