Broken Voice

"Broken Voice"


A short, but melancholy tale of an old man living his last days alone.
He is full of regrets over things he wished he had done in his youth.
Now, he spends most of his time praying to God.
Whether for another chance at life,
Or for forgiveness,
Or for God to take him from his misery
We will never know.

 

Down a corridor so cold and pale

Lies a soul so strong yet frail

He lies motionless as minutes past

A sinking feeling shall forever last

Who knows not its rhyme or cause

But between each breath a shallow pause

A soul so pure can weep in pain

In the grips of this solitude again

Who knows his horrors have no bounds

Attentive ears hear no sounds

No one but God hears the cries

Blind to truths, he lies awake to lies

The lies of a life unfulfilled

Inspire tears to join the spilled

What is life without a warm embrace

To see a smile shine upon his face

They say he loves this darkened state

That's why he'll refuse to clean his slate

To start again, to start a new

To be reborn within the heart of you

But do not weep, for you do not care

How your life would be, if he wasn't there

Would you notice as the day went by

That he didn't offer one last goodbye

Were there things you should've have said

It's much too late, your chance is dead

As I return to this cage of mine

Not in flesh, but inside the mind

Just know what he gave, he gave by choice

Now you're left with a song from the broken voice...