The VoiceA Poem by SouthernBelleI lay awake thinking of all we shared and start to cry
I start hearing a voice saying "come to me" should I follow?
The voice gets louder and louder telling me to come
I walk outside into the dark and follow the voice
It sounds inviting warm and safe I'm in a trance
I can't help but to follow walking across the roads through fields
I can finally see where I'm at I look around
I see nothing near and far I start to worry
I begin to think I know I heard that voice
I'm not crazy it told me to follow
I start to walk around then I see someone I walk backwards... slowly
The figure turns around I start to run and then I fall
I turn over it's right on top of me I can not breath
I'm frozen in fear afraid to move scared to make a sound
I look around scared and confused no one's talking
I push it off I run again I turn around to see it
It's no where in sight I turn around and I run into you
I start to cry you hold me tight you have me now.. I'm safe
I still here the voice you look and see the figure pick me up and start to leave
Thanks to you I have a safe haven I am safe
You take me home we left the voice behind it's gone forever
Now your mine and here to protect me and keep me safe © 2012 SouthernBelle |
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1 Review Added on October 25, 2012 Last Updated on October 25, 2012 AuthorSouthernBelleOne Horse Town, ALAboutim southern belle from a one horse town alabama, i love to sing, dance and write of course.If you want to know more about me then become one of my friends. I don't like being called kym... You can cal.. more..Writing
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