Talking to Myself

AllTheRandomThings


Notice of absence from AllTheRandomThings
If.I'm.Not.Here/I'm.There...As.The.Wind.Blows.So.Does.
The.Unheard.Memories.Of.What.We.Could.Of.Shared.
If.I.Were.Present.

I SWEAR I'M NOT SCHIZOPHRENIC


Yes, Testify! I'm just your consciousness, use this as your alibi!
No..No...maybe I'm a fragment of your physiological genetics?

 

...But really am I?....


Arguments with a silhouette, acting as a GPS,GO right GO left!
I know what's best, Hurry into the convenience store!
Wait..Wait..Wait..These aren't the droids we were looking for!
Four score, we can buy seven more, they're half priced and we are poor!
     

  QUIET!! 

  • Author: AllTheRandomThings (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 19th, 2018 11:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: We.All.Do.It....Some.Just.Don't.Admit.It :)
  • Category: Special occasion
  • Views: 21
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Comments1

  • Lee Renard Caspian

    Love the subtle star wars. I like that show that inner voices don't have to be dark for you to still feel like you are drowning in them.

    • AllTheRandomThings

      Thank you Lee! I agree, voices/thoughts are always painted to be negative when in reality, they paint every part of us. I mean in all, they are apart of us and we are some random human-beings at times lol.



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