Disappearing Act

Day 26 of  #OctPoWriMo

Prompt: Abandonment 
Type: Epitaph

Disappearing Act

I know I've used this photo before,
But it depicts everything within this poem.
The mysterious hand that does disappear and the phone. 

What happened to me was terrifying,

Left all alone, in that moment, crying,

Would stand up, and fall back down, I kept trying,

Here I am today, and I am standing.

Before I knew it I was all alone,

Left to just wait by my phone,

Just disappeared on me, I should have known,

But now do you see how much we have grown?

Don't pull a disappearing act.