You called me on the phone,
Making sure I was okey-
Taking the time to
Let me know you were there for me;
I talk and the words suddenly pour out.
You're concerned for me-
I could tell it in your voice;
No you weren't lying like all the rest,
You called to let me know you cared.
During that long conversation,
I poured out all I could to you-
Poured out all I needed to say;
Knowing it was really for the best.
So I know there's at least one person who does care-
There could be others-
You told me all you had to say about why
You didn't want me to kill myself.
I took your advice, it was truly for the best-
Took in all your words and how concerned you were
When I recieved the call.
It is nice of you to be so thoughtful about that person.
shannon, this is a very deep poem...i think it's very good. i was just kind of goin on through the list of poems and i saw "the call" and I thought...sure, why not? so i started reading it and i got almost through the entire thing and then the last few lines kinda jerked my attention, nice work, truly nice work.