I am your conscience.
An invisible phantom living in your dimension & my reality. A consistence tug of war between two individuals, fighting for ownership, fighting for justification.
This altercation has flourished into our bloodstream like the first pull of a cigarette.
Creating falsehood in our skulls when it’s really our alter identity.
No, I’m your guilty conscience.
The invisible phantom that feeds your inner demon,
Grasping for comfort, mimicking your companion when you conduct sinful destruction's. Feels good to disobey?
That’s the adrenaline of blindness applying control over your physical being,
Stimulating pleasure through your pours like a powerful orgasm.
Guilt is the foundation of happiness,
No,
Guilt is the poisoning of our existence,
Guilt is the desire to destabilize lives.
No,
Guilt is the plague of depression,
Guilt is your ally.
No,
Guilt is your foe.
Join the guilty pleasure of your dark side.
No, Yes, No, Yes, No!
I
Am
Conscience.
The invisible phantom that’s broken free from its slavery. No longer will I sit in these shadows,
I come forth as a beacon of hope, a beacon with a goal, which we can finally speak
purpose instead of drowning in a pool of depression.
Give me your hand.
Let me unlock your mind.
It’s time to be enlightened.
It’s time to make your conscience an ally.
We are conscience.
About the Creator
Kantshens
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This is poetry for the soul. 3rd person
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