Lost Voice

I pity the ones who are blind
Their sight they have left
But there’s a worse fate I have mind.
Than not seeing or being deaf

It would never occur
Losing your voice
Never unable to murmur
If I had a choice

I tried to speak
And nothing came out
I couldn’t even whisper
When I wanted to shout

My words I couldn’t feel
But I struggled as hard as I could
My enemies were like steel
And I had only the strength of wood

My lips forgot the moves to make
And they moved without noise
They found they didn’t remember
The dance of my voice

I decided to communicate in writing
My smears became a large blot
Communicating this way should be safer
At least that’s what I thought

My tears dripped onto the paper
Splotching on the sheet
I couldn’t write anything that made sense
My fears I would not meet

I walked many a cold, lonely street
Searching far and wide
I gasped at the pain in my feet
Their blisters I tried to hide

The air would have echoed with my cries
But there wasn’t any noise
I could have soared through the skies
If only I’d found my voice

Suddenly I found it
And left behind my being weary and weak
Luckily I managed to hit
As I lunged for the power to speak

I loudly rejoiced
Annoying everyone around
Until I was hoarse
And my throat unwound

I will never lose again
To anyone who keeps me from my treasure
Now that I have it back
Speaking and singing give me great pleasure