THE BLEEDING CONSCIENCE
My mind waves around. My soul aches. My heart pounds and makes an echoing sound. The feeling alone is hurtful. The pain is unexplainable and can't be estimated. My emotions are everywhere. My conscience bleeds. I am being whipped without a whip. Stabbed without a knife Murdered without a murderer Hit without a weapon All these mixed feelings are coming forth. And I am the only one to be blamed for it. All these because my conscience is alive Not just alive but can't deal with injustice Author: C
