Talk with my subconscious mind

Where have I climbed, after a recent fall? To fall is no sin if it enables a later rise. What I have achieved cannot be announced or gifted a crown. Life has left me alone with hope. And now I dwell in peace with my role. This is my soul. My role is peace. Digging deep within, I find scope forever living. What is wrong with the world I need not believe. Let me correct the sword and the shield, for the deadly enemy is all within. Capturing myself, creating substance - I have enabled riches creation from the mud that sustains self-longer than the stone! I now witness longevity as a longing desire. If death can be fought, why not a trial? But no one listens to whispers or responds to life’s wants. It seems they have accepted deep within that which death they call.

Gathering the little I have; I went next door. My neighbour was missing and there was no one around me on the floor. I whistled for myself. I smiled pretty even when alone. Why do you need someone to talk to when you can speak