“Just One More Voice”

“Just One More Voice”

An Original Song by Tim McGuinness, Ph.D.

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The phone went quiet yesterday,
No morning words, no plans to make,
No little light beside your name,
No one waiting when I wake.
I know the love was built on lies,
I know the hands were never there,
But knowing doesn’t stop the hunger
When the room is just a chair.

I don’t miss the money.
I don’t miss the fear.
I miss somebody needing me,
I miss somebody here.

Just one more voice,
Just one more light,
Just one more message in the middle of the night.
Just one more person saying,
“Baby, you’re the one.”
Anything to keep me
From facing what I’ve become.

I know this road.
I’ve been here before.
One lie ends,
I go looking for one more.
Not because I believe them,
Not because I don’t know.
I just don’t know how to sit with myself
When everybody goes.

The first one left a hole in me,
The second filled it for a while.
The third one knew the words I needed,
The fourth one knew how I would smile.
Different face, a different story,
Different country, different name,
But underneath the changing pictures
I was reaching for the same.

A little hope.
A little rush.
A reason not to feel too much.
Someone asking where I am,
Someone promising a plan.

Just one more voice,
Just one more light,
Just one more message in the middle of the night.
Just one more person saying,
“Baby, you’re the one.”
Anything to keep me
From facing what I’ve become.

I know this road.
I’ve been here before.
One lie ends,
I go looking for one more.
Not because I believe them,
Not because I don’t know.
I just don’t know how to sit with myself
When everybody goes.

It feels like thirst.
It feels like need.
Like something in my body
Begging me to feed.
I tell myself, “This one’s different.”
I tell myself, “Just talk.”
But I’ve said those words before
Every time I took that walk.

Maybe the craving isn’t love.
Maybe love was never there.
Maybe what I’m really chasing
Is escape from empty air.

Because silence makes me hear myself,
And I don’t like what I hear.
So I reach for another stranger
To make the silence disappear.

But every time I take the shortcut,
I come back with less of me.
Another promise, another ending,
Another lock without a key.
So tonight I leave the phone there.
Let the quiet fill the room.
Let the wanting rise inside me
Without giving it somewhere to bloom.

I will hate it.
I will shake.
I will want somebody fake.
But wanting doesn’t mean I have to
Give the hunger what it takes.

No more voices
Just to fill the night.
No more strangers
Just to make me feel all right.
No more promises
To save me from myself.
No more handing someone else
The parts of me I never held.

I know this road.
I’ve been here before.
But this time when the silence comes,
I won’t go looking for one more.

I will learn to be alone
Without believing I’m abandoned.
I will learn the empty room
Is not the end of who I am.

The craving will come.
The wanting will stay.
But I don’t have to answer it
Every time it says my name.

No one more.

Not tonight.

Tonight
I stay with me.