Voices

Empty voices that got lost
Inside of a melody.
Echoes lingering around
An empty space.

Nobody listens anymore;
Why should they?
Time has quickly passed,
Making them forget
About what they used to love.

They are bound to the shadows,
Forever living tied
To a dark past.

Some people think they are ghosts,
And maybe they are right.
What other name can you give
To homeless spirits?

They are still here,
Dreaming to have a voice again.
After all, who could like loneliness?
Isolation made them have dreams
of being alive again.

Who knows?
Maybe one day somebody
They will be hard again…