Sub-Consciousness

Words left unsaid of a broken heart are the torment of the soul that ring through the universe like ripples of water on a calm sea.
Destined to inevitable loneliness, drifting through time in parallel worlds that collide in darkness.
Vague memories dancing in shadows making demons of the night become apparent in the light of hell.
Manipulating pleasure for a price of one moment which dissipates as soon as thought embraces it.
Betraying morals, to discipline values, exfoliating guilt to justify what has been done.