IT...
Date: Saturday, 5th November 2016 @ 11:54:35 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: LadyCC
06:11:2016
You are you, the "you" the world sees.
I am me, from myself only death can set me free.
Then we all have an "IT" that you cannot outwit...it will never, ever flee!
"IT" is the voice in your head, always there, always more than enough to be said.
IT is the thing that you hear and feel, even in the deepest spin or downward reel.
IT can make you feel small or stand tall,
IT can "make" you or in a million pieces let you fall.
IT is the stern parent telling you that you are doing wrong, IT is also the soft and gentle cradler that sings a calming song.
Your IT and my IT are no two alike,
Same IT could be to me a warning - or want to put your head on a spike.
Is IT my conscience trying to guide me however sometimes misinformed,
Or could IT be my consiousnesness, giving me awareness ever since I was born?
Whoever...
Whatever...
WHY ever...
In our crazy world there will always be a you, a me and an IT...
Inseparable with bonds nothing could ever sever...
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