Cold Conscience

A Poem By Madeline // 8/5/2013

I have a cold conscience
That needs to get warmed up to the idea
Of you

My cold conscience
Is comforting my lungs
They're sore from all the screaming

This cold conscience
Is slowly wearing on me
If only I didn't have one at all

This is wrong, wrong
Cold conscience cries
I don't have a choice but to love you

Let him go, go
Cold conscience tries
But I have other mouths to mind

You'll hate yourself, hate
Cold conscience lies
I think it's lying

All I know is walking down the aisle
And you are evil personified
Without any ill intent

All I know is how sickening your touch is
How sickening in sight
Of your superfluous grin

All I know is that this is not you
Resentment comes from my side
And you are just being a good boy

Cold conscience is warming up this
To my idea of this
To my hesitant acceptance of this

Cold conscience is listening to me
Finally; and what a relief
I no longer have to fight

Cold conscience fades away as our lips touch
And what a classless thing
A first kiss lacking love

for this

my cold conscience


I like that it seemed to have

I like that it seemed to have a complete storyline, very cool. Great job!

E | Mon, 08/05/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Thanks! :)

Thanks! :)

Madeline | Tue, 08/06/2013

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

My cold conscience Is

My cold conscience
Is comforting my lungs
They're sore from all the screaming

I really liked this line! Very well written!

Kassady | Tue, 08/06/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


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