Your Voice

Everytime I hear your voice, I can not help crying, For your voice is like a sharp knife, That steadily cuts through my heart, Because it knows how weak it is. It has tasted how fragile it is, And takes advantage of it. Where can I hide? To be free from you and your voice? I cannot forget its strength, But I want to forget how it feels like, May be it will slowly fade, And finally disappear from my memories. Talking about memories, We made them together, And built our life together. It is such a shame, That i have to live separately from you, Just because of the mistakes we made as young adults. It is a price I pay for my actions, For no words can ever justify what I did. If only your voice could stop shaking my heart, I could try to take off some dust that you left me!