Conscience

Conscience prose poem

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My conscience has returned from his long journey.
Finally, it has not been aware of what happened.
My soul was brutally wounded and shattered.

What happened to her?

She swam right through the sea to the horizon looking for hope and eventually drowned.
She rose to the skies for dreams and finished hurt on the ground.
She traveled between space and time to other dimensions looking for things we can’t see with our eyes and then she vanished.

And why You did nothing?

I let her go, because she said that no one should ever lose hope and she wanted to show me that we could find hope is you do not give up.
She told me that the most beautiful dreams are born in heaven and she said she would fly and make them come to me.
She told me that there are precious things we can not see with the eyes, but only if we open our heart we can feel them, then she told me she would go beyond the world and later she will show me the most amazing thing i have ever seen.

Now my soul is hurt
I regret everything
She will never be happy again.
I am a fool for not stopping her at the moment
and for letting her do everything by herself.

What will you do then?

I promise with the help of God that I will walk majestically between waters to find hope and tell her in front of her here is your hope I did not give up on you.
I promise that with the help of angels I will fly to heaven to retake my dreams and give them to her to make them true for her.
Also, I promise that I will go walking, running, jumping or anyway possible to all dimensions there is to steal from other galaxies and worlds everything that came to existence and I will show to her the most beautiful things she could not see but she can feel.

Love.

What are you waiting then?

I am waiting on you

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