Subconscience

You are my subconscience.

I talk to you

when my world is dark

and is about to fall apart.

I close my eyes

tight enough

so i can just sense

your silhouette.

When I'm nervous

I'll put my hands together

And slowly try to

feel your pulse

in my palms.

This way I know

we are alive.

Together.

 

Reviews

[Dani]

That depends on your definition of crazy. Perhaps to a person who considers themself to be "normal," yeah, it's probably crazy. But artists aren't normal. Not like them. Believe me, you'll have more people relate to this than you'd think. I know I can, 100%.
I thoroughly enjoyed this poem... the images and feelings you illustrated in the piece describe everything perfectly. This pure honesty and I love it.

[manifesto]

Sounds like your subconscience is someone all on its own... But it is, isn't it? We are one, and our subconscience is another. They are who we are, but, a bit too often, we are not who they are. And we should be... The poem is really good and I agree with Su' Nacnetaf: the line "so I can just sense your silhouette" is awesome!

[Blossom]

wow. crazy but beautiful. love it

[Su' Nacnetaf]

I don't think this is crazy at all, well maybe a little, but who cares? Crazyness is just a concept created by regular people who were jealous of genius people, so there's nothing wrong with being crazy. As for the poem, I specially liked the part in which you express "So I can just sense your silhouette" that single line made the whole poem for me, it is very creative and I don't know the word to describe the other ^^
Great writing.

[Frantzuu]

I like the concept of this poem, our sub-conscience is the only one that we can trust to guard our secrets. :D

[Robin]

very good piece that glides across the edge of perception ~

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