the voice (original poem)

'be careful' said the voice
calling from a mile away
yet I am still here
and I want you to stay

'don't do it' it screamed
while I was looking from above
'come close to me' she whispered
and I thought it was real love

the voice was getting louder
but my head was screaming too
As she grabs me by my hands
I put my arms around you

about to give up
the voice told me its final word
I suddenly was aware of it
realized what I have heard

I finally felt the urge
to leave this place behind
to say goodbye and leave her
with that voice in my mind