Hear.

I can hear with my own ears. I don't know what I am able. The dinner is on the table. I am harboring my own fears. Shadows come, and I am near death. Plenty of fish in the sea if you ask me. I cannot wait for rest. This is my destiny. My mother calls me on her cell phone. I answer her when in the living room. She tells me she is not at home, I wait for my impending doom. The lover comes to call her, she dances like a dance. In the room, I befall her, this is her only chance. I wait for her at dinnertime, and still she does not return. Sometimes I think of losing mine, but my heart will forever yearn. Tomorrow is near, and tomorrow is here, still no lover comes calling. This is the thing that I most fear, that I am forever falling. I hear you, I hear you, in the depth of the night. The call is not getting through, now hear comes the fading of the light.