HER VOICE/THE MESSAGE
If he sent you a massage
Would you open it or delete it on sight?
So many things he wanna say.
But your eyes will never lay.
I mean... See his words, his emotions, his heart and soul. Poured out through the screen.
He gave you space.
Can you give him a taste of your voice that feels his body with joy, Send chills down his spine, lift his spirit high.
He's on a different planted, Stranded and he glad he is.
Understand on this planted lives her voice.
That's all he need to survive, to strive.
It's that motivation to keep pushing,
It's his intuition inside,
It's the devil and God shoulders,
The overdrive to his happiness.
The key to his sadness.
Her voice is the boulder to his pain without it.
That's just a devastating story with a tragic outcome.