Ambles & Meanderings

The Day I Lost My Voice

All hell broke loose the day I lost my voice
The day my pen ran out, the paint ran dry
The demons came in flocks to claim their prize
And there was I, my life a lie,
No longer any choice
To speak the words that came to me,
The day I lost my voice.

I don’t remember how it came to be
The last thing I remember I was fine
But when I woke I found myself not me
The words I rhyme no longer mine,
No longer could I see
The life that I could not recall,
Or how it came to be.

I tried to paint a song without success
The colours came out wrong; I tried again
But every time I tried I loved it less
Again, again, I took the pen
And lived to do my best,
But now the only words I draw
Are drawn without success

The heavens dimmed the day I lost my voice
No matter how I tried I couldn’t speak
My tongue was tied and I could not rejoice
I couldn’t sleep, my mind was weak,
No longer any choice
To speak the words that came to me
The day I lost my voice.