Waiting

Every night waiting for the phone to ring,

longing to hear those words

to calm the storm within.

But time goes by 

and all hope fades.

i wish we could go back

to those good old days.

Each night brings disappointment 

and darkness seeps through my mind.

The unquietness disturbing

there is no light to find.

For you are gone

and with you here

i had a home

i had no fear.