voices, I think I hear voices

who is that

oh its just me

my still small voice

my voice, starting to sound distant

maybe I’ll just keep knocking

hoping against hope that I open the door

but wait, no one there

move along, nothing to see

that still small voice

chasing me away

saying be quiet

I cannot hear

no solace

walls close in

horizon stretches far away

contact, contact

 yes, a human touch

oh, its just me

© 2016 Michael D Emmerich