This Is Your Voice

Whispers

I see the light, ahead of me as I drive, I catch something in sight, I then start to feel a fright, the light begins to turn more bright, something doesn't feel right, in the middle of this night.

The whispers circle around me, I look out into the sky, oh I dream of the sea, I dream that I could fly, why am I afraid? Why do my dreams always have to start to fade, away from my hands, and crumble and disappear like sand.

I wish things were normal, that I was back on track again, everything that I had done was immoral, I even lost one good friend, was it all down to me, surely not, although that's the way it seems, my heart's tied-up in knots.

I've learnt my lesson, life's starting to become a blessing, trying to make my pain lessen, right now I feel as if I'm guessing, at every single thing, what more do I have to bring?