The Voice

I hear the voice, it’s calling me
I fear the shadows behind my door
They’re chasing me
I fear but I follow them
’cause it’s my choice

Bleeding heart for the dark remorse
Bearing deep inside my own curse

I told you my heart, you warmed it so dear
Then broke in pieces to make all clear

Rip off my chest to see how the heart beats
Burning the letters, seeing lost words
I found dark place where soul is in peace
Far far away from the cold cruel world

I hear the voice, it’s calling me
I fear the dream inside of me
But I need it
I need to believe
Following darkness around me
Dwelling with silence within
I walk with the dream of me

Cut off my heart to watch me
Silently dying, darkening, bleeding
Tear off my heart to awake me
From this eternal sleep 

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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