I daily call you out my inner voice.
I get to listen to my echoes but no replies from you.
I daily search you my inner voice.
You are nowhere.
I can't feel your presence in me.
Do you still perdure in me ?
Where are you ?
Are you hidden behind the ebony trees in the forbidden forest ?
Has fire burned you to ashes ?
Your unread words on the paper have been washed away by the spilled water.
The regret of not reading you is burning inside me.
Yes , I always kicked you out of my soul.
But this was never my instinct.
I did this under the stimulus of others.
You are my soul.
Without you , my life is a deserted valley.
Wherever you are , please come back to me.
I promise you that I will always listen to you and obey your orders.
If you are too much weak to be submissive and can't face others then just be a slave of yourself....