Hell To Pay Poem by carol vega

I desperately wait by the phone, hoping you call me by your own. Hours pass, my hope doesn't last. I start thinking where you are. Hoping your not far. Thoughts of death conclude in my mind. If I died today, I will only leave you behind. I was been naive. I gave it a mighty heave but those thoughts were still there. I wasn't aware, if I died today, I will only have hell to pay..........By the way, for those who have a friend with suicidal thoughts, have faith and pray for them. Don't let them be condemn........