VOICE OF FEAR




Voice of fear



When I float under a cloud;
I hear a strange voice aloud
That makes me to wander around
Nothing but a high pitched sound
That I feel in my heart like a threat
That dripping my mind with sweat
To cogitate me sitting on this sand
As like I'm trapped in a fairy land
Where I hear the shrill in my ears
Of a man who's been admist fears;
Or I can hear the growl of a hound
That trying to bring his mind round
I think I'm lost all alone in a maze,
And my mind's going around in a daze,
Here I feel everything as strange
As my life bound by woes beyond range
Nor can I walk here in this desert or run
For I'm not seeing an azure sky and a sun
But much have I learned now from my choices
So I can relate to all the fiendish voices,
And I see a path in my eldritch screech
That there's a God, to Him I can beseech
And He will lead me to the shore of mirth,
Eventhough I'm living down on this earth
VIPINS PUTHOORAN
 

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