Desperate

Can't you hear it?
Can't you see?
I'm desperate.
I've fallen.
I'm frozen.
Can't breathe.
I need you.
You're no one.
I'm broken.
You care?
I called you.
You answered:
"a tone here is saved."
The voicemail is broken.
The phone won't record.
I'll never imagine
that words now are heard.
You're no one.
You're nothing.
I need you.
Not there.
I fall and
I relish
and bleed and despair.
I'm desperate.
I've fallen.
I know this
and still:
you're no one.
There's nothing.
I'm stuck by myself.