Silent Phone

I feel alone,
Sometimes I wonder why I even own a phone,
I pick it up but all I hear is the dial tone,
no voice comes thru to knock the sorrow out my pitch,
hour by hour I'm thinking,'life's acting a bitch'
I feel darkness,
Not sure why when on the wall I see a switch,
But when I try to get up and reach it it's like i'm stumbling thru quick sand and my legs begin to itch,
So stuck I feel as life passes me by like a car over a ditch,
If I move,my skin'll be ripped,
I know life is hard,
But is it really as complex as this?
Contemplatively I wait,
til someone help me escape,
So deep in my element I begin to pray,
'Can You hear me?
I know You can,
I apologize for my tone,
But I've been placing calls for so long,'
When will You bring her to me?
When will I be free?
I know there's a reason for everything,but why am I so deep?
Please lift my feet,
Allow me to walk again,allow me to be able to reach any speed,
Allow my hand to flip on this switch because I need to see,
I don't have 99 problems,but a 'bitch' is one.
I have issues that occur but love isn't one.
I want LOVE.
Don't want to continue to seek,
want to wake up near thee.
Help me please.
Am I undeserving,caused too many minds to be unnerving?
I know I've made mistakes,but please don't place my heart in an oven.
I know it uneasily opens but it's not one for the burning.
So what choice do I have other to attempt patience for my soul?
Believe it or not,I view love as the ultimate goal.
And I'm committed.
When she's presented
I'll treat her right,
I'll open myself up to her morning,day noon and night,
Be all that I can to her,
fulfill her every need.
I'll do it physically,sexually,mentally and last but not least,emotionally.
I'll take care of her mind,
relax her spine,occasionally relax my head on her thigh.
I'll caress her body,
massage her back,
make love to her brain.
Be her number 1 cheerleader if she's playing a game.
Hopefully she'll provide the same.
Because when she comes I plan to love her in every way.
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[10/01/08 09:52 PM]