The Voice Inside

Inside the deep cavity in my chest, A voice lives

Over time it has become a part of me

A conscious of my unconscious

Every now and then it pokes out its head

Showing me its calamity stricken face

It likes to resurface

On days when gloom prevails

And the hollow becomes deep, a few more inches

Sometimes on random-est of days

when that sorry-pit is temporarily forgotten

It likes to remind me

That I’m still trapped

It says, “Let me go”