The VoiceMail

Updated on December 10, 2017

As the phone rings for the final time
My heart pounds harshly against my chest
Picking up the call would be a crime
So I leave my hand at rest


My heart pounds harshly against my chest
Shaky breaths are released through parted lips
I close my eyes, knowing it's for the best
Afraid of a simple touch from my fingertips


Shaky breaths are released through my parted lips
Tears blocking my eyes from view
Fear suffocating my heart in a death grip
A scream attempts to fight its way through


Tears blocking my eyes from view
Picking up the call would be a crime
A scream attempts to fight its way through
As the phone rings for the final time


© 2017 TaliaWilson

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      Verlie Burroughs 4 months ago from Canada

      Talia, I really like your Pantoum. There's so much going on around this phone. Speaks volumes about our relationships with our phones. Also puzzled over the 'crime'. Where I live it is a crime to answer your phone while driving. The crime you suggest seems more mysterious.

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