A voice is calling,
Sometimes it's my name,
Sometimes it's sweet, reassuring,
Sometimes, it's the voice from the nightmares.
I am many,
And none at the same time.
My voice has been taking away,
And I'm not sure if I want it anymore.
Silent is an haven,
That the world is keeping locked.
There's voices all around,
Singing, screaming, speaking.
They are omnipresent,
And nowhere at the same time.
I can't speak,
My voice has been taking away,
Why do you keep talking to me?
Can't you see?
That my voice is not working,
That the spiraling screams from beneath
Has stolen it
When the first mark was done.
Music is blocking the screams,
But for how long?
Conversations all round,
Why does it feels both overwhelming,
And like coming home?
Screams are spiraling,
Stealing, slandering.
Never stopping,
And soliciting everlasting silence.
My voice has been taking away,
But there's million voices around.
Will I ever found my own?
I can't speak,
I guess it will do for now.
