A Disobedient Conscious
Questioning the darkest hour,
Forgetting the corruptive power.
Seen only at the bottom of the sea,
or in the next galaxy.
Don't know where to turn,
Sensing your stomach burn.
Your conscious doesn't want to obey.
Will you stay or die?
A fountain of tears to cry,
But no goodbye.
The maze
A secret gaze
Transformation phase
All take days
To forget about,
And to remember,
When it's oblivious.
Copyright © Michangelina Schude | Year Posted 2011
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