I want to call you sometimes.
Not even to talk to you this point,
Just to hear your voice.
The voice that got me through,
Every single nightmare I had.
The voice that whispered words,
Sang me songs when we were alone,
The voice of a best friend calming me,
Making sure I didn't choke on my tongue.
The voice that held me when I was afraid.
The voice that said broke down crying,
Saying how after everything we did
She would worry for my sanity.
The voice that broke my sanity.
Sometimes I want to hear that.
YOU ARE READING
Afraid to Speak
Randomthis started as a way to vent. it has now become the words I couldn't say to, or the ones I did say and no one cared enough to listen to.
