Poetry

Voices Calling

By Gina-Marie

Hearing voices of temptation
Seeing shadows of my life
What do I do? Run from the past
Hearing those voices
Louder and louder
Seeing the shadows more clearly,
Running further from the past
I see the future
and the past is there
I look at today, and there's the past.
No matter what I do, my past is there.
Haunting me day and night
those voices are calling
and the shadows become perfectly clear
Trying to hide,
But the past is too strong,
and those voices are just too loud.