Note to self

[Chava]

I wake up
The voices are playing again
Songs in my head that
Conjure memories
Stirring emotions
That I can’t handle.
Someone’s talking
With a hushed voice
Ushering me closer
In a language I don’t understand
But which just
Plays in my head.
It’s as if someone
Has lifted the receiver
And all I hear
Is a dial tone
Which hovers just above
The inaudible.
There’s nothing more
For me here
Except past voices
And random thoughts
That swivel in the void
Of my memory.
But somewhere
In the distance
I here a voice telling me
To find myself
While I’m fighting my battle
And I see a hand.
The voice will slip inside
And stir my mind
To all the things I’ve ever seen
And I can hear the words it tells me
Words I already knew it would say;
“Just find your way”

[mir]

Chava, that is really good! :)