Fingers racing over the buttons as each click is met with a hardened breath.
Waiting for a reply in between cigarettes.
Harsh voices scream inside my head interrupting my insanity.
Phone rings... It's him.
Reaching for the phone attempting to grasp words as i fumble with the buttons.
I hear his voice and i start to shake violently... terrified as he mumbles on and on.
The voices echo as i make my way outside for air.
Hardly breathing, hardly understanding.
Mind races. Speech is short and stammered.
I'm stuck, I feel alone at first.
Suddenly i'm not afraid, i'm calm and collected and as a matter of fact, a cup of coffee sounds wonderful.
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