Crash

I pace. Tension etching lines upon my face How much longer must I wait? The clock ticks glumly in the hall Time passes slowly, no quickly Oh I don't know My world moves in slow motion Waiting for a call The silence is oppressive Shadows cast their pall upon the room I sit, I stand, only to pace again My heart beats with a quickened cadence Why hasn't she called? Why hasn't someone called? Wait! Was that the phone? Yes. yes, I hear it I rush to silence the urgent ring Hello! Hello! Yes, this is he Yes, she is my daughter. Where is she? Is she ok? Please, is she ok? Oh thank God, I've been so worried I saw it on the news I hoped, no prayed that she was not there I didn't know what to do I was afraid to leave Are you sure she's ok? Yes, of course I'm on my way right now Thank you, thank you for letting me know She's not alone is she, is someone with her? Good, that's good I'm sorry, I forgot to ask your name Are you a doctor, yes I thought you were Will you be going back in to see her? Would you tell her her dad loves her very much I shrug my coat around a hollow body Choke back tears of relief My little girl is hurt, I need to hold her A piece of me almost died tonight I don't have a daughter. I wanted to write about an emotional situation that I had not actually experienced to see if I could make the reader feel the rush of emotions exhibited in the poem. Have no idea if I succeeded.