allan macli borges - The Sorrounding Empty

Voices comes from
Nowhere
Outgoing to
Right there

Around me a world of doubts
An empty shell is my body
Disturbed in my thoughts
Darkness falls surround

Words comes from
Somewhere
Going into
Right here

Voices from inside of me
The path begins to turn clear
Now I’m ready to hear
I must follow it to be free

allan macli borges

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sorrounding-empty/