Out of Voice

 With a voice that’s slowly rising, I’ll break free from the noisy moments. In this journey of truth discovery, I’ll find strength in-all those unusual moments.

In the silence of the night, 

when the people feel so far,

I’m searching for the meaningful sound, 

but they just seem to fade away.

Every thought is tangled, 

emotion seems to flow around.   

In this moment, 

my mind's just drifting, 

feeling twisted and puzzled around.

Out of voice, 

in the loud noise,

Try to find the strength to-

make a choice,

When the misinformation flows overwhelmingly, 

and the shadows take their toll,

I’m reaching for universal truth, 

try to find logic underneath.

Every whisper of the wind carries-

secrets of my doubt,

In the quietness, 

I am listening to the sound echoing around, 

wondering what it’s all about, 

in those unusual moments of time.

With the land that feels so distant, 

and the fear that grips me tight,

I’m searching for the light to-

guide me through the night.

But deep within the silence, 

I can listen to the little whisper,

sometimes meaningful, 

sometimes trivial.

With every change I intend to inspire, 

letting go of all those unhappy feelings.

In this journey of making influence, 

I’ll embrace my silent tears.

So I’ll stand up in the silence, 

let my ideas flow forward. 

In the quiet of the moment, 

I’ll ponder about what could have happened. 

With a voice that’s slowly rising, 

I’ll break free from the noisy moments,

In this journey of truth discovery, 

I’ll find strength in-

all those unusual experiences.

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