Subconscious… When I am subconscious… My identity feels nameless, My actions feel shameless, My thoughts feel tameless, My Reputation is fameless, My mind is swirling, The world around is twirlin’, My hair goes curling, My instincts ain’t working, My posture stays frozen, My mind heating like an oven, I can’t speak, I can’t react, I … Continue reading Subconscious… I Poem By Kyra