This beautiful poem was sent in by Wattpad user AresBlackheart:
The Voice
I have wandered these shadows, for so long by choice.
But today I heard whispers, and spoke with the voice.
The voice asked a question, I wanted not to hear..
She said why in this darkness, are you so at home my dear.
The blackness was a tool I used, for see I had a plan.
And now I have no fear at all, for the kind of man I am..
My pride my power my passion my pain.
My emotions, devotions, my uniquely mad little brain.
The voice gave me a sigh, and said now not you listen here.
I have touched upon your tortured soul, your lovingness us quite clear.
You feel at home lost in this mist, you think I do not care.
Two sets of footprints in the sand, I was right beside you there.
A strange sensation, hearts redemption, karmas prize to those so wise,
So close those deep ocean blue eyes, and claim your love, I wait no lies.
True words I thought, and said "my sweet, the beauty in your voice is deep".
"But trapped I am in darkness dear, and see, I now quite like it here".
"I wait though gorgeous girl", I said, should you ever want to see."
"The blackness of my broken heart, I'll wait to love you eternally".
~AresBlackheart
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