A phone call Poem, by applecherry, at My poetic side

You call,

Without intention,

For connection.

I answer and enquire.

I hear the pain in your voice,

But you don’t reveal anything.

Your words are neutral

Only understood as hurt,

if you’re looking,

I am looking,

I have always looked for you.

You taught me to,

To guess the meaning in between the words you say,

And don’t say.

I hear the pain in your voice,

But I can’t save you.

You don’t want to be saved,

You don’t know how to saved,

But I wish I could save you.

I would try,

If that means anything.

Comments +

Poetic Dan August 11th, 2026 07:38
Beautiful and sad as I felt myself in this! Thank you for sharing and caring! Most battles are our own. Much peace and respect 🙏
sorenbarrett August 11th, 2026 08:34
A poem that says plainly that one has to tell people what is wrong if one wants help. No one is a mind reader and one must want help to receive it. Nicely done.

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