I hear something’s wrong
Whispered into my ears
Like a malevolent song
My heart caught by its lures
All around I see trees
Down go falling leaves
I hop from the ground
Wind whistling through
But I am caught by the sound
Of the darkness’ coup
Pain and disease
Down go falling leaves
Where does this lead?
A path not taken by most
But one I must heed
If I want to run from this ghost
The voice cuts and cleaves
Down go falling leaves
I arrive to see light
A clearing so clean
It can cleanse this blight
The darkness not seen
It's time for new beliefs
Down go falling leaves
A new song begins
One of clarity and calm
I hope for the sins
To be healed and gone
Music that weaves
Down go falling leaves
The notes start play
No longer sad and corrupt
I see a new day
A song saying Wake Up
My broken soul it relieves
Down go the falling leaves
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Author:
Burtle (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is one I wrote because I hear voices when I am depressed. The old voice would say something is wrong, and I would look for the negative things in life because I believed something was always wrong. Now the voice tells me to to wake up. I thought it was interesting and possibly a turning point in my life so I put it in a poem.
- Category: Reflection
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