The Voices

By Aaron J Coyner

 

Where do I go?

Where I turn?

Another strange dilemma

As my mind starts to burn

It’s clear I went wrong somewhere

But how do I adjust

The shadows of my past

All crumbling to dust

The water falls with lightning’s crash

My strength reduced to piles of ash

And just as my hope starts to fade

A distant voice brings comfort, aid

 

I look into the cold, dark, night

With the voice still in my head

A silence breaking flash of light

The voice paused and said

Don’t focus on the problems

Successes have occurred

As the paranoia acts

Your focus has been blurred

I remember where I started

Inspirations that I’ve known

With the voice’s guidance

I never travel alone

 

Are the voices truly real?

Maybe just something I feel

But in this case I know they’re true

Because I know the voice is you

 

I wish I had the strength to share

The importance that you play

In keeping me along the road

And not letting me stray

But alas I cannot speak

Once again I’m just too weak

Hopefully one day I’ll find

A means to finally speak my mind

And though your voice is far away

I must make peace with myself

One day this will all be shared

For now it’s on my shelf

 

Are the voices truly real?

Maybe just something I feel

But in this case I know they’re true

Because I know the voice is you