It'a a bottle,
filled with thoughts,
filled with emotions.
It's over flowing,
going to crack.
going to be in pieces.
It's made of glass. Fragile.
Every time it breaks, the glass gets thicker.
The sad fact is it's still fragile.
No matter how thick the glass is it's forever fragile...
YOU ARE READING
Subconscious
PoetrySubconscious: of or concerning the part of the mind of which one is not fully aware but which influences one's actions and feelings.(from google) It's there but you're not aware... It's inside you, part of you... It's what you're made of...
