welt by Angela Thomas I'm scared, baby, because I worry that maybe your message is aimed at me, "you're not important, so why don't you just do us both a favor and hang up now?" How could I listen to that and know that I can totally fill up your mailbox and that away message isn't for me? I yearn for you and I cry for you because I miss you like it hurts in my chest and I can't wait to wrap my little arms around your neck and kiss you hard. I just want to talk to you right now and tell you about all of this, but you're just not picking up the phone.... 10/03/2005 Author's Note: unfinished Posted on 10/04/2005 Copyright © 2023 Angela Thomas Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Cassandra Leigh on 08/28/09 at 08:10 AM i like the form of this. i like the way you broke it up, even though it reads like free verse. the desperation is palpable... if it's unfinished, it has real potential. nice one Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2023 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)