Subconscience Stories

a poetry, a journey and a belief. This poem shows a strange journey of a person's subconscious and his consciousness. Going through a dream and realization. It also makes us realize that no matter who we are, in the sense of infinite we all are - nameless. Suppressed by our own ideals and thinking.

Is there actually some monster living under our bed? or, is it in our subconscience What is this thing we call insecurity? Can it really lead to something bad? Some times it's just us, and how we look at ourselves. sometime the solution is just "us". isn't it??? Read, to find out...