phone call

you haunt my desire

my eyes deny the pain

i wait for your voice and almost feel ashamed

my offer despair in tribute to old rhymes

of unanswered love

lost pride

and wasted time

love

hate

and panic

my words fall dead at your feet

where my hope fears not to tread

i still believe that in time your heart will see

from static to calm

reaction to resolve

your voice so cold as i quickly lose control

wherever you go

remember me

and my struggle to kill this dependency

with battle lines drawn

between pride and slow decay

my mind beckons on to kill the pain

but my heart still bleeds your name