Recurring Conscience
Past a nourishing conscience
We find that we’re alone
Through the pain and heartache
There’s all but none
Thought transgresses the soul
Nourishment loses its hold
Lost in the gaping hole
Of the unimaginable untold
All alone we wander
Through the spaces of hell
Where our mind is leading us
No one can really tell
Where will my heart lead me?
Get rid of that burning conscience
Dig deeply
To find its convalescence
I will never understand the pain you’re going through
But in the gaping holes that we do dwell
You will find me darkened too
I lift my soul from my mind
And bury it in my life
Steer clear of me if you can be so kind
To make the voids more whole
Find me
Find me and
Forgive me
And make it go away
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2011
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