i have a voice that comes from everywhere but my mouth

I have a voice that comes from everywhere but my mouth. Its calling out to every other place in a last attempt in order to be heard. It is the way things needed to be, to keep things safe in a way that makes sense to those that pay close attention. The leaves have started to fall in my garden and I can’t hear you any more. There is something in the distance but it doesn’t bother me much now. I know I am safe once I step outside. Who will hear you when you scream?