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Voices

Drying my tears, my heart still sore.
Falling from Hell, I find my eyes can cry no more.
Moving on to never forget the past,
Simply hoping it won’t last.


This misery is an acid, slowly eating away at my soul.
This pain is a dull knife, slowly gnawing at my dead, broken heart.
This depression is a hammer, nailing me to an everlasting emptiness.
My heart, barely beating finally stops—
My torture is finally over then,
SHOCKWAVE

Reluctantly, my broken heart jumps to life.
I hear a sound…
My heart flutters, beating stronger than ever before.
I forget all of my misery, pain, fears, secrets, and lies.
I hear your voice, and I am not alone in this blinding world of hate;
And I am in love.


But it was no doctor who saved me—
It was simply the sound of your breathing.
The steady cadence guiding me toward the light—
Not that of death, but that of potential.


Standing upon the line separating this dimension from beyond,
I look back one last time,
I look into the light & see a figure.
A silhouette calling to me, softly saying,
“Everything is okay.”
His almost intoxicating voice pulled me in.


So now I open my eyes and see again,
No longer blinded by every evil that lurks.
I open my eyes and live.
I listen to your voice;
A voice so phenomenal, angels envy its perfect sound.
A voice so inspirational it saved me,
Without speaking a single word.