Subconscious Poem by douglas lewis

Subconscious

Rating: 4.0


Behind the mind
There lays a darkness.
I stumble there
When half asleep.
Going,
Going,
But not quite gone.
A startling trace
Of madness
Bitter on my lips.

Thursday, July 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lips,madness,subconscious
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