A voice inside me

There's an obsession 

Of mine about me. 

To care for me 

Like never anyone did. 

That's an obstinacy 

To wish I shone

To rid myself of 

being unknown.

That's an audacity 

To fly with wings.

To stop only 

Only when I wished. 

Oh call it whatever

You like, the mind 

Flutters high. It's a

Pulse hard to find. 

A subtle noise, to hear.

It chirps and it whimpers.

From the depth so dark

From where it lingers.