The day I found my voice again

The day I started to sing again.

Sometime ago I lost my voice.

The world was content and the lyrics still played,

My voice was just missing and left me afraid.

My voice had been strong, remembering back it had started to fade,

Softer it grew, blocked by the tears, the walls my mind had made.

Like a rhyme to remember the lyrics melodic,

My voice, my dance nothing more than plain static

One day it sparked with the least likely of songs,

I found my voice again after silence so long.

All the sudden my felt firm on the ground,

knowing without saying my sound I had found.