Cell Phone / Silent

My cell phone screams silently at me

                saying loudly, that yes, I could call you.

that you’d be fine with me waking you up.

All I’d have to do, is find my voice.

and in that, lies the problem.

because, everything i want to say,

stays locked up. Kept tightly sealed

behind quickly flashed smiles

and easy lying eyes.  You’re hours

away, and I know your voice alone

could soothe all of this. Melt away

some of the confusion and set me

at ease.

but i donot want to drag you more into it.

                           [into me]

to which I know your answer,

you worry, and want to help.

I know, I know, I know,

and i love you for it. But I’ve

already infected you with my insomnia,

this insanity, could be just

as catching.  I fear I have

already tainted you, polluted you

with some of my ailments,

I worry and fret that

your life was so much easier before me.

Before whatever has grown

between us, this friendship that

saves, and breaks in the same instant.

 

You mean the world to me.

So I turn off my phone, and bite down

hard and make it through the night

without you.

 

Reviews

[Pink Poison]

Wow, this is fantastic. I love the whole tone of the poem and think that the whole thing turns on this line:

"...this friendship that
saves, and breaks in the same instant."

I think that, to think of yourself as infectious (in a bad way) is sad, but I do the same thing. This serves to remind me that other people don't always view us that way. You are very inspirational to me, for instance.

[kaycee]

i know the exact feeling. it's amazing when some one loves you enough to be there for you at the most inconvenient times, but i can definitely relate to the apprehension about calling on them when you need to. sometimes it just feels selfish...
loved this poem.

"already infected you with my insomnia,
this insanity, could be just
as catching."