I heard a voice call from far away
To guide or lead astray to another place far, far away from the sorrow and sadness before it gives way on to madness in the wake of confusion & disillusion where the helpless are laid bare in torrential despair.
I heard a voice call from far away yet still we reside in the shattered remains of broken pride, unable to fathom the path ahead, when in reality all that is wanted is to rest our head.
I heard a voice call from far far away, as though beckoning to reside and confined in heavy slumbers. To forget all that haunts the mind, isolated and confined, in a heavenly oblivion of a toxic kiss.
Yet to remain awake and surrounded by light attempting to conceal the darkness alone with echoing sounds of silence raging for an eternity.
I heard a voice call from far away, bidding goodnight to the serenity, too good to last, too fragile to remain, for all that lingers is the cold disillusion as the warmth is drained away, and discontent of the unconcerned reigns.
I heard a voice call from far away, tempting at the desire to burn all reservations and just fade away, so tiring is this all to remain a wake day after day, for brief moments of connection and happiness that are mere illusions concealing the reality to dismay.
I heard a voice call from far away.