Consider Yourself Warned and the Aftermath

Who's Talking?

Now I am tired

And my pen

Is running

Out of ink

It seems.

Tell me

I want to know

Your dreams

Keep moving.

You inspire me

To believe.

Now I am awake.

The pen is bleeding

Love.

I want your attention

And to notice me.

I want you to reach me

From miles away.

I want us to always be.

I am speaking.

Can you hear what I say?