Enlighten Yourself

I heard the voice

        it sounded so comforting 

        Maybe I was desperate

I felt the voice

        it was so approachable 

        Maybe it was for different needs

I joined the voice

        it seemed like an opportunity of experience

        Maybe I unmatched the queer

The voice accepted me

        I could feel as much

        Maybe the voice was helping me

The voice tried beyond the border

       I felt my expression was over powered

       Maybe I made myself seem weak

The voice forced me to feel

       I was now enriched with new pain

       Maybe the voice made me forget joy

Was it planned for a single moment?

Or are you stuck in this way?

The voice will perish from me one meaningful moon, but 

will I enlighten my intelligence to feel the breath before

the voice feels me?