Feeling here <br />I am alone. <br />Waiting softly <br />For the phone; <br />Waiting for <br />Someone to call <br />Knowing that <br />No on will speak, <br />Everyone <br />Is so weak, <br />They fall. <br /> <br />And no one <br />Comes inside <br />My feeling, <br />I hear shadows <br />On the ceiling, <br />They protect me <br />From the meaning <br />And the sounds <br />Of no one <br />Screaming, <br />For the reason <br />I am waiting, <br />For the phone <br />To start ringing. <br /> <br />Waiting here <br />For anything, <br />That will tell me <br />I am free. <br />I’m waiting for <br />My phone to ring.<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-3/
