Don't Call

[CrimsonInferno]

"Don't Call"
Written by: Blk Sapphire

I'm watching the telephone with an intensity
so ferocious that my eyes have tears,
and they're spilling down my cheeks,
wet, hot, then cold.
I don't want the phone to ring.
I don't want to know what they have to say to me.
It's never good,
it's always bad,
what else is there for me to be had?

I'm lying down and thinking
that maybe it'll never scream his ringtone
because then I'll have to face it,
admit it,
what he had done to me.
I don't want the phone to ring.
I don't want to know what they have to say to me.
It's never good,
it's always bad,
what else is there for me to be had?

He touched me so gently
with a soft care like the lover he is to me,
but,
he grabbed my insides violently,
ripping them up as I watched in agony.
In pain.
In bloody horror while it poured out of me.
Don't call.
Please don't call.
Please don't make me say "I love you" again
right before you stuffed my mouth shut
with the fistful of my shirt.

I don't want the phone to ring.
I don't want to know what they have to say to me.
It's never good,
it's always bad,
what else is there for me to be had?

"It's your fault",
I'm sure they'll say,
"You let him do it, you lead him on";
Or did I really?
I don't know anymore,
I swore to God he loved me
until he touched me,
until he forced me,
until he hit me,
and cut me,
and bruised me,
and left me.

"I love you, baby, come over, please".