MY CONSCIENCE
The walls in my house are filled with ANGUISH PAIN,
A pull on my weak and decieveing soul
that causes me to STRAIN,
The lies i tell my mind i lose,
and sin i GAIN.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",I ask of you to take away my GUILT
The corners in my house are as dark as NIGHT,
everything seems immoral nothing seems PRECISE,
i wonder if my heart is just damp or maybe as
cold as ICE,
but if so my fire i shall IGNITE.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",I plee to you to take away my GUILT.
The halls in my house are eckoing back at ME,
when i look in the mirror a witches reflection i SEE,
i am now scared and willing to pay the FEE.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",I beg of you to take away my GUILT.
The floors in my house are nothing but DUST,
that causes the people around me great DISGUST,
and i dont want to be the one causing all that FUSS.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",you thought me well.
The windows in my house are now open to the TRUTH,
i have now given up be in a BRUTE,
the evil voices in my head i now put on MUTE.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",I have confessed my sins.
My CONSCIENCE and i are no longer UPSET,
and my stubborn behaviour i do REGRET,
i am glad me and my CONSCIENCE have finally MET.
"OH MY CONSCIENCE!",these thoughts i won't FORGET.
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DEEP POETRY
RandomThis book has poetry for all people of all kinds.It was mainly written for people with a deep and creative mind.You can message me if you want me to write a poem about a certain situation that you have experienced.
