Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Her Voice

It is through times of stress
that my fears multiply,

Turning my dreams into
thoughts I don't recognize.

My achievements transform
into moments I can't relive

As I drown in a pool
of relentless doubt.

During these moments, I
long to speak to you

One more time, since you
always had the gift

To relieve my pain, reassure
me that my gifts never left.

You were able to restore my
confidence when I faltered,

The love present in your voice,
and I miss that the most.


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