The Voice
In my dreams I hear a voice,
It beckons me,
Yet when I stop and listen all I hear is silence,
I lay awake lost in thought as time begins to slow,
As each time I drift to sleep,
The voice beckons me,
Yet again I only hear silence,
So I wake,
As I lay awake
Reality seems to shift,
As I lose consciousness.
My mind begins to race,
I see a face full of life,
I hear laughter,
I sense a heart so pure and kind,
I wish to reach out and hold her,
Yet still all I see is darkness,
I call out,
Yet all that returns is silence,
Then again I wake
Still no answers I have,
I only wish to see her
I only wish to hold,
I only wish to lay with her,
Then maybe I can rest,
And find peace
But as days roll to weeks and weeks to months,
Still I lay awake each night,
Hoping a praying to see her,
Yet each time a fall asleep
Again I’m only met with darkness and silence,
It’s maddening,
I lose hope to ever sleep,
I lose hope to ever see her,
So each night I stay awake my body begins to weaken
My mind begins to slow,
I begin to wither,
Maybe in death I will rest and see her again.
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