The phone rang longer than usual

the rings stretching out

deep into the night

I imagined the sound rippling

working its self outwards

from me to you

My need to reach you

running through me

like a sharp knife cutting deep

My mind a mess

feeling the hands of time ticking

could this really be the end

Gripping the phone tighter

jittery, scared hands damp

the night sky menacing

The need to hear you

one more time becoming an obsession

consuming me along with the darkness

Random thoughts rushing through my mind

snapshots from childhood

recalling good times along with bad ones

Questioning my faith

I should have believed more

would things become clear once it was over

Now with the end at hand

would I finally understand

the meaning of the trilogy

Clutching the phone

ringing out into the night

the lights blinked out

Fear setting in deeper this can’t be happening

just two days after my birthday

line answered oh god your voice

My heart races

so much I need to say

hello…hello…anyone there

Anger mixed with fear takes hold of me

loud crash, glass breaking

hot air sears my lungs

Total darkness, absence of sound

feeling of weightlessness

a consuming void yet I sense…