I call into the darkness,
I call your name,
with no answer known.
I call into the light,
still, for the you I see,
not being seen by you.
Emptiness fills my emptiness,
as invisibly I not be seen,
and mutely I not be heard.
In my madness, I call and call,
and call your name unanswered,
as I call again and again,
and grow madder and madder.
My mind melts, and drips away,
by minute, by hour, by day,
by dialing,
by ringing,
by answers
none.
My heart finds the bottom,
and yet goes lower and lower,
with each unanswered call,
with each unanswered ring,
with each unanswered cry,
for you to love me once again.
Love this mad man,
if you can,
before the madness,
continues to make me,
less and less til I become
nothing.
