Agony

The clock is
noisily ticking by
-it's been hours
since you last replied,
but I keep checking my phone,
just in case-
the shadows thicken,
darkness blooms
around me
like a graveyard garden,
and my eyes
keep shooting around,
ears
hungrily waiting
for a sign of your text-
but the silence laughs
mockingly and harsh
as I slowly
fall asleep-
phone still
tightly held in my grasp.