A Talk With My Inner Conscious

Sitting on the shore, the wind blows against my face
My inner conscious asks me- " How long will you make me run this race?"

I could not answer- as d e a t h is not in my hand
I don't know, how long I will live on this land

He speaks to me again with t e r r o r in his voice-
"Why don't you ever make the right choice?"

I scream back at him, with an outrageous burn inside
"Have I been given a choice, other than to hide?"

Sitting here alone on this sand
I quietly ask him to give me a hand

Being my inner soul, I think he knows what I feel
He is my only possession that life can not steal

He tells me- "I know how things are going wrong"
"And I'm amazed to see you so strong"

"I can't take the pain their giving you- it's so immense"
"But you accept it all with your spiritual silence"

I was surprised to see he knew me so deep
Whenever I'm hurt, I guess it's he who truly weeps

I gave him a short reply
So he understands why I don't need to die

"In the silence, everything is unspoken
But you hear it all
You are my only strength,
The only pillar to stop my fall."