The call of the void
A pleasant whisper
Saying sweet nothings
May I head the call
And let go of it all
So peaceful
So tempting
To just fall
To feel nothing and everything
To float and sink
To grow and shrink
The call is a tempting one
That I often dream of
To be at peace
And feel no pain
Almost sitting in the rain
The call is a simple dream
That makes me no longer want to scream
To let go
To let it flow